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Braxten disables the safety, an eerie silence before an abrupt splatter of brain matter and skull fragments paint the furniture littered across the living room — an old textile couch, a worn busted coffee table, and of course, Al's recliner.

Not even so much as a flinch, Braxten quickly gathers up two bottles of meds, a bottle of vodka, and the .22 revolver from the side of Al's recliner, tucked inside an old tobacco tin.