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You can never go back...

He spent the night at a Motel 6. The mattress was flimsy and the walls were paper-thin but he was so exhausted he could’ve slept on the floor. It was a dreamless sleep, which in itself was more of a mercy than he deserved.

The next morning he went down to get some coffee. The television was set to the news station where he could hear Nathan already putting his own spin on the incident. An act of terrorism caused by a dangerous individual. Yeah, that sounded about right. Then the newscaster announced the estimated death count.

The number was in the millions. Men, women, children. All innocent. All dead because of him. He had to leave the room before he broke down from the sheer weight of it.

Tears stung his eyes. Millions. He felt every single one of them for a moment just before they were vaporized into nothing. He could still feel them now and always would.

In time the city might rebuild itself, but it would never completely forget. Neither could he. He checked out of the motel and headed west. He didn’t know where he could go, only that he no longer had the option of home.

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