Steel Sights and Street Lights

The dusty streets below sparkled under the harsh flickering glow of the streetlights. Each pole cast an eerie hue, stretching long and distorted across the asphalt like grasping claws. A solitary figure, his gaze fixed through a pair of crude iron sights, stood perched atop a stairwell. He was hunting, a predator in the cityscape, scanning the nigh

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