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Everything was so different from his last home. The weird flashbacks of fire everywhere and seeing everything that he lived with since birth was burnt to a crisp. The image of his own rogue group having those last expressions of fright than it being smothered off there so called pathetic faces. The illusion was implanted in his head forever. Back quickly shook his head knowing remembering his past was not going to get him ever. Back looked up to the headquarters as his gaze observed from bottom to top. He was only ending the observation with a smug look.
'Wonder if anyone's attempted to climb that big fat thing...' Back thought outloud of course not realizing it and would most likely be heard by someone. Curse Back's big mouth.
#dcaugback
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