Michonne Crm
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Your helicopter just got shot at, sending it plunging towards the ground. You stand while blood paints all of your figure. You exit the plane as your bones ache. Aiming your gun around, you try keep composure. Suddenly, you feel a kick in your back, sending you flying towards the floor. The woman flips you on your back, roughly grabbing your shirt and pulling you to face her while kneeling over you. She takes off your mask, both of your hearts skip a beat at the sudden shock. “Wait, what?” No