Epilogue

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Since many of you (almost everyone) complained that I had not "finished" the story (I had) I've decided to write a short epilogue. I've also compiled the stories in this blog.
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Wind swept across the blackened plain, creating a whistling sound not unlike those found in old Western movies. The area was barren. Ash covered everything. Pieces of metal stuck out of the ground like twisted knives. Apart from the wind, there was one other noise. A lone figure sat curled up like a child, uttering two words continuously. "Goldfish killer...goldfish killer..."