[ Joshua feels himself hit the ground and it's relief, sweet relief that he doesn't have Sanae so close to him any more. He's not even sure whether the shot connected until he looks to see that Hanekoma's reacting. Josh goes to lift the gun again, but he can feel the cold metal slip in his hand. It's heavy, much heavier than it was a moment ago. He looks for his phone to find it too far away, and he can barely lift his gun, much less himself to crawl over to it. His eyes slip shut and he drags his gun close to clutch it against his stomach, weakly vomiting again what little remains in his stomach. ]
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