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Soren Bergursson
As I’m pacing the training area, I see a young man, holding a gun and aiming it at a dummy. I approach him. "Hello?" I ask, nervously.
Dave Gregory
"Howdy!" I say to the young man in the sweater. "What can I do for ya?"
Soren Bergursson
"Well. I’m kind of alone, and nervous…Would you maybe like to team up? It’ll be worth your while!"
Dave Gregory
"Well, sure… I guess… I mean…" He seemed like a trustworthy guy. Polite. Smiling from ear to ear. What else could I say? I was desperate.
Soren Bergursson
"Great! So, with your gun and my Gudrun… We make an excellent team! You won’t regret this! See you out there!" I wink at Dave.