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Trinity
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There were the semi trucks that had nearly killed so many people. I was looking at twelve of them altogether, and they were all the same. They had large black cabins with black tinted windows and shining silver grills on the front. The pipes for their exhaust were huge and shimmering in the bright sun, the same silver as the grills. And the backs of the trucks, the trailers that they were carrying, were all long and covered in black tarp like material. It wasn't an actual trailer that closed, more like a flatbed that was covered to give privacy.
"Who the hell are they?" Devon asked from his new position next to the stadium's entrance. "And what the hell are they doing here?"
"I don't know." I told him as I took a step forward. "I just know that they almost killed these people." I said as I pointed to the men and women that had been there to protest my existence.