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 Darkness.

Gintoki really hated the dark. It was supposed to be a fun camping trip, spending the night in a tent under the stars. He had taken the kids fishing and they had loved it just like he had. But when night fell, he realized his mistake.

It was too dark. The kids were passed out beside him in the tent, snoring loudly, but his eyes were wide open, ears listening very carefully to the world around him. It was darker than black, a hand in his face invisibile. How many men had died silently in the darkness at his own hands?

Too many to count.

The silence unnerved him. It reminded him of times better off forgotten, or even better, times he needed to accept. He closed his eyes, his focus settling into his other senses. In the darkness, there was death.

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