Chapter 102: The Onassis Clan

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Just how deep are they in the hallucination? I wondered. The thunderous gunshot that had struck me with a wave of nausea seemed to have no effect on the brawling men. Each and every one of them had lost all sense of self, unable to think even the slightest rational thought. It was as if their very souls had been taken from them and locked away elsewhere while their bodies remained, moving in whatever fashion their primal instincts had commanded them to. With no regard for life, and no regard for death, they had all but become zombies. Looking at the bloody scene before me, I realized just how lucky I was, to have been freed from the hallucination. A chill ran down my spine at the thought of what would have happened if I had remained in that state for even a moment longer. Another shot ra

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