At work today, we heard this noise. It sounded like a firecracker. Maybe three or four firecrackers. A couple of those might have been near simultaneous, suggesting multiple firecracker throwers. And there was a cloud of smoke dissipating near a grassy knoll, giving further hint of non-6th-floor firecracker throwing.
Though we may not actually die until later, on the hospital table, with a dumb stare of utter shock on our faces, we're pretty much brain dead right now, and we're reasonably certain they'll never find the relevant pieces of our brains, only subtle clues that we could once think on our own.
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