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RE: 50 Word Micro-Fiction Competition – Win SBI Shares
The assassin looked down the scope of his sniper rifle, aiming it at the building across the street. He took a deep breath, waiting for his target to walk into frame. Then he saw the barrel of another sniper rifle at a different window aimed at him.
EEK! Brilliant! That captures how I felt staying in that room. Surrounded by half seen things hiding behind all those panes of glass. Thanks for entering!
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