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    It's a while before my voice reaches him - and he stops in his tracks, as if he'd just been shot. Unwavering. Unmoving. I know in that moment that he's figured it out. He knows it's me. For the first time since I left him, he's heard my voice and recognised it, rather than just discard me as nothing but the enemy.

    "Hayate..." I say his name again, in hopes he'll acknowledge it. But he doesn't. "Don't do this."

    His arm - the one raised with the gun in position - lowers, and slowly, the mauve gas begins to disperse and clear away.

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    05 Aug 2019