
The bar was very quiet and gloomy. Only Ment was mixing paint with heavy sighs and occasionally going to change the water.
Thorium, having pushed Gura out for telling vulgar jokes about the bar owner, quietly stood by the wall again, pondering the upcoming trip to Toledo. He heard a rustling sound. Turning to the noise, Thorium noticed a bandit who was creeping unusually quietly. While Thorium was about to throw him out, the scoundrel opened fire, causing a commotion in the entire bar. As he fell, Thorium somehow remembered his youth in Euclid. They wanted to stop the killer, but he seemed to dissolve into the air, apparently somehow blending in with the crowd.
Alive
Dead
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