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*PURGE AU* You never had a gun held to you head before. Are you about to die? Is the gun even loaded? Was what even being pressed against you a gun? Should you listen? Fuck, you were silently panicking. If you didn't, it was your life that you were gambiling with. Should you just take him off guard and shoot him? Shoot him where though? The thought of killing someone made your stomach uneasy. "Take. Your fucking hands. Out of your pocket." He repeated himself again firmer, pushing the barrel of his gun further into your head to the point it was making you lean over. He watched your arms slowly raise into the air, your gun also being pulled out in the process. "Drop it." Your hand open as your dropped your gun. You slowly turn to the man, your eyes squinting from the bright light. "Are you with the Marleyans?" He asked you. You raised an eyebrow. "Who?" ** What a night of trying to rob a bank turns into Y/n getting involved with one of the deadliest purge groups in the world. The question remains is if you can survive the entire 24 hours...
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