Without another word you quickly turn the DS off and throw it back into your purse. "Oh my god... oh my god... what did I do... what did I do..." You mumble as you run outside, climb into your car, and drive away just as sirens begin sounding out in the distance. "Oh no... this is horrible! I'm going to be labeled a terrorist or something for this!" You groan as you try to calm yourself down. "I've gotta think... what's done is done, I can't change that... but what can I do now?"
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