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the thinner barrel needed in a pistol cracked from the pressure. The standard .460 caliber revolver has a much thicker barrel, which withstands the excess pressure of the bullet.” Tia explains.
    Yeah, that is a real problem. My silicon carbide would n’t crack, but I don’t trust the ballistics that a ceramic barrel would provide…
    “We’ll keep working on it, but I just thought I’d let you know what’s been going on.” Tia adds.
    “Alright, thanks Tia. I’m going to get some sleep before I have to leave.” I tell her.
    “Okay, sweet dreams , Cole!” Tia exclaims and leaves the room.
    I strip down to my boxers, flop down onto my bed, and attempt to get some sleep.
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    Chapter 4 : Fall of the Slavs
    The dream I have is of Addie’s death; a pool of blood beneath her head, blood soaked clothes, her lifeless blue eyes, a bullet hole.
    …
    “Daddy? Daddy are you okay? Daddy!?” Addie asks while kneeling on my chest.
    I open my eyes to see her wearing flannel pajamas with tears in her worried eyes.
    “Yeah, Daddy is fine, Addie. I just had a nightmare. Let’s go back to bed.” I tell her.
    “Okay.” Addie says an d moves to get off of my chest.
    I see the bullet pass through my bedroom window, but for some reason, I can’t move. The bullet hits the back of Addie’s head and travels through it . As the bullet pierces the front of Addie’s forehead, her body loses density and turns into black smoke, along with the bullet. I sit up and frantically grasp at the smoke, futilely trying to bring her back. I feel my bed lose substance and I sink into it as the Void consumes me.
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    [October 16th]
    I jolt awake in my bed as the darkness of my arm fades back to silver . I shake my head to try and clear my mind of that dream when I notice a silver bracelet on my right wrist that is identical to the one Horus smashed, except that there is a Roman numeral five instead of Kali’s yantra.
    (To replace your old one)
    “Thanks Airi.”
    I stand up and head into my bathroom for a shower. After drying off, I wipe down the mirror and shave, remembering Cheza’s wishes. I don my black and silver suit, boots, Obliterator, and holster, before porting to Niflheim. While standing in Jason’s room, I realize that I have a slight problem: I have never been to Nav and I have no clue how to get there. I’m stuck with no means to get there, until a solution dawns on me.
    “Nav.” I say and touch my Haglaz rune.
    Since I was able to get to Mag Mell by simply touching my triskele and saying the name while I was in Tir na nOg, I don’t see why I wouldn’t be able to do the same with different districts of the Underworld. Sure enough, I see buildings and grey pine trees around me that must belong to Nav. A man with a black beard and black hair appears next to me, dressed in leather armor.
    “Hello Feros . Are you ready to go?” The man asks in the same voice as snowman Veles from last night.
    “Yeah, let’s get this over with.” I reply , still irritated by my dream. Veles nods and puts his large mitt on my shoulder.
    Suddenly we’re in a place that I can really only describe as the most elaborate tree house that I’ve ever seen. There are giant wooden rope bridges going to circular wooden platforms that then lead to more bridges. I see platforms and bridges curve off around a gigantic tree that’s big enough to make Redwoods look like saplings. Over the edge of the wooden gazebo that Veles and I are currently standing in, I see an aerial view of Russia. Since the Great Oak seems to appear halfway towards the ground, I’m guessing that the view of Russia is just a displayed image and that this is a separate plane.
    We walk across the twenty foot long bridge from the gazebo to a large wooden platform that has eight other rope bridges branching out in all directions in the 180 degrees in front of us, and is about one hundred feet in diameter.
    “He comes.” Veles announces.
    I see a lightning bolt