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Andrew stepped back as she fell to the floor dead. He looked up, not realizing he was shaking just a bit. He didnt know why, but he was angry.. and sad.. but at the same time glade it was over. "WHY DID YOU..." he started to yell, but stopped himself. She did the right thing Andrew.. he told himself. "She... she was my sister." he said instead. Andrew put his gun away, and walked away from the dead body. He felt stupid for not being able to pull the trigger. He didnt go far before sitting down agaisnt a wall. Andrew rested his head on his knees. He only saw his sister as a zombie, like a film that played over and over again in his head.