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It was shortly before noon on an unforgivingly warm day. The sun beat down like a flaming horde and little more than the scantest of clothing was worn among the students huddled about just off the campus of their school. The open air was thick with the smoke of the poorly-hidden cigarettes in the hands of the underaged grouping. Idle chatter and planning and plotting, of prom and rumors and sexuality floated carelessly among them. The wind blew hard enough that at some times a person could not hear the shouts of another standing mear feet away. Then, above the wind and rabble of the teens there came a sharp and frightened scream. A hush fell over the crowd for a second that seemed to last an eternity. And then it was shattered by the loud blast of a handgun. Instantaneous panic, children scrambling over one another and friends trampling friends to death beneath their feet. One of the boys in the group pulled out a knife and slashed violently at anyone who was too close to him as he ran in a small circle about the chaotic mass. More screaming and desperate cries as the students panicked and tried to flee the bullets that were never there. When the area had cleared of living figures, there was upon the ground several dead. All of them victims of the chaotic frenzy. From his car down the street, in plain view of the students who for some reason or another ignored his presence after the blast, sat the local officer assigned to the school. He chuckled to himself as he ejected the blank shell from his sidearm. Then he pulled out a notepad and marked off the bodies as tallies. No one would ever suspect, no one would ever know. He called on his radio to dispatch and said "Got of the li'l fuckers this time. Tell Cap'n 'beat that' from me." This was the game they played. Their version of preventive action. He stepped out of the car and arrested the boy with the knife. Still laughing as he drove away.