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Fly
Jets overhead.
They're telling me to land.
I turn over on my back and try to shoot them down.
I miss, they swerve and return fire.
Heat seeking missiles.
I dodge and throw myself out of the deadly projectile's path.
They come back at me.
I send out two more energy bolts at the incoming threats.
There's machine gun fire behind me.
I throw a couple of loops and shoot in the other direction.
Bad idea.
I perceive at least half a dozen more jets headed my way.
I turn around, the first two are gaining.
All 8 jets release heat seeking missiles.
Oh God- I'm going to die.
I wake up instead.
They're telling me to land.
I turn over on my back and try to shoot them down.
I miss, they swerve and return fire.
Heat seeking missiles.
I dodge and throw myself out of the deadly projectile's path.
They come back at me.
I send out two more energy bolts at the incoming threats.
There's machine gun fire behind me.
I throw a couple of loops and shoot in the other direction.
Bad idea.
I perceive at least half a dozen more jets headed my way.
I turn around, the first two are gaining.
All 8 jets release heat seeking missiles.
Oh God- I'm going to die.
I wake up instead.
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