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I could smell it. Even in this shit hole. I could always smell it and it scared me every time. Blood. My brother’s blood. There wasn’t much this time but the fact that it was there at all made my own run cold. “Nik!” “I’m ok little brother.” Niko’s voice came from around the corner. I ran towards it Desert Eagle drawn and ready to shoot what ever had made my brother bleed. I should have known I wouldn’t need it. Niko was standing over the body of the thing we’d been hired to kill. I’m sure Niko had told me what it was called at some point but it didn’t matter now. It was