The body behind me was just that - a body. It had stopped being a person about twenty minutes ago. Three days prior, I would've been rumagging through its pockets, picking out whatever money was in there, but now after the explosions leveled the country, killing millions - money seemed kinda moot.
Maybe I should get it, just in case.
Another explosion. The ground shook, once from the detonation, again from the building's collapse.
Wish I had some cake right about now.
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