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"My name is Israel Grey. The fourteenth winner of the lottery for Venom.." the guy on Erin's laptop screen pauses.
"Is that what I think it is? Blood?" Erin asks as he squints at the paused scene in front of us.
We all lean in closer, and even if I already saw the scattered specks across his cheeks, they looked like they had started to dry on his face. His eyes were the worst, they looked tired and resigned, he was not even bothered about removing the crusted blood from his face.
"I should take pictures of it, Sofia and i will enlarge it and print it out." Erin says as he takes a picture with his phone.
I remember the picture I took earlier with my phone and pull it out, and i spot this Israel Grey among the winners side, and the fourteenth in line, true to his words. So the other side has to be the side for the losers.
