Gust of cold wind blew,
Stirring the tranquil night.
Then came the shot,
One down while the other hurt.
Loudness replaced silence,
The sky got illuminated.
A streak flashed across,
Glowing red but slowly faded.
Somewhere out there,
Wails of pain could be heard.
Heavy footsteps in the distance,
Yet not a single word.
The tension mounted,
As tears mixed with fear.
More shots were fired,
Before it all became clear.
It better not happen...
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