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When I woke up, I was in the hunter's living quarters. My arm hurt like hell, and there was a bandage around it.
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| What the hell just happened? | |
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| Well...I by accidently shot you. | |
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| You looked me right in the eye, then shot me. It wasn't an accident. | |
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| Well, I thought you were a hippie... | |
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| You tried to kill me because you thought I was a hippie? | |
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| No, I tried to disarm you. | |
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