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She took aim at the coyote picture

She squeezed the trigger

The gun kicked in her hand

The explosion was so much louder than it was on TV or in movies It sounded like the whole world had blown up

She walked forward, feeling a little shaky, to check the target Nothing She had et was unscathed, of course

Lana took ai his people She knew the basics She centered the front target in the e of front and back targets were level Then she lowered the gun until the sights rested just beneath the coyote’s head

She fired

When she walked forward this tiet Not precisely where she had aimed But not too far off, either

The hole in that paper filled her with pleasure

“Looks like you have a boo-boo, Pack Leader”

Lana fired two clips’ worth of aet She hit only half the ti not at all

When she was done she could barely hear for the ringing in her ears Her hands were sore and bruised She could easily heal the bruising But she kind of liked the feeling and what it represented

Lana carefully reloaded both clips, slid one back into the gun, and put the gun in her backpack

Come to me I have need of you

She slung the pack over her shoulder The sun was going down, casting pale orange shadows against the gray of the FAYZ wall