The day

April 9, 2012
He winced as he slowly tried getting to his feet. The pain was unbearable and he had blood streaming down his face. The man tried using the brick wall as leverage to pull himself up, but this was difficult to accomplish because his left ankle was twisted and his right arm was bent at an awkward angle, obviously broken. His chest hurt anytime he took a deep breath because of the constant smoke going into his lungs. It hurt so bad! He squinted his eyes
And looked down the dark hallway towards the exit and a tear rolled down his cheek as he realized the inevitable truth. He knew this would be the day he would die.

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