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Everything went in slow motion; the fall, the shot, the blood splatter and the scream.

Valentine had seen the gun before me, and he had dived to the floor – grabbing me as he went.

The both of us fell; our sides hitting the hard, uneven, ground as the gunshot ran out.

I heard Lincoln shout a large 'no' behind me, as he ran towards us. Valentine groaned in pain, from the fall, as I screamed out