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him.”
    â€œWhat’s his deal?” Forrest slid the weight on the bar and fit the black safety collar in place. Trevor stood in the spotting position and helped Forrest lift the bar. He kept his hands just below the steal rod.
    â€œHis story goes way back. He was in love with this girl in high school. She was supposedly popular and wouldn’t give him a second glance. He decided to change that, so one day he brought a gun to school. Killed the girl’s quarterback boyfriend right in front of her. He went to a rehabilitation center but ended up being released after a year. Free to terrorize the world, his target ended up being his own mother. By this time the second amendment had been wiped from the slate. Gary couldn’t get his hands on any guns so he found the next best thing, a kitchen knife. Boom, he’s back in the pen for killing his own mom. A year and a half later he was back out but placed in a home for another year, just so the system could watch to make sure he didn’t hurt himself.”
    â€œSounds like it wouldn’t be too bad if he had hurt himself, permanently.” Forrest paused before bringing the bar back down to his chest.
    â€œPretty much. In the old days he would have been in prison headed for death row, as they called it. Anyway, in the home he lost his mind and temper somehow and poisoned one nurse and suffocated the other.”
    Trevor helped bring the bar back up onto the rack. Forrest asked another question. “How long is he here for now?”
    â€œHe has Ilene Stout for his counselor, so he will probably be here until she gets him good and addicted to those damn pills.”
    â€œYa think he’ll do it again?” Forrest sat up and wiped his face with the back of his arm.
    â€œWho knows, if they let him out of here–probably. The one thing the government doesn’t comprehend is that if they keep taking his weapons away they are only putting the innocent in danger, instead of protecting them like they want to. People like Gary will always be able to get a weapon, no matter what it has to be. Gary and the type like him will always kill.”
    â€œI agree. I would personally want something for self-defense, instead of helplessly letting someone harm me.”
    â€œTrue and the government people are so worried about someone getting their hands on a gun nowadays, that they don’t open their eyes and see that there are ways for shifty people to always get a gun.”
    Trevor and Forrest put the weights back on the rack before allowing two of the clones to lead them to the showers. Managers were stationed at every stall to prevent any crimes from happening. Cameras were also used within the showers, but the footage was only viewed if a crime was committed. Trevor never felt safe. The only consolation about the situation was the small metal weapons the clones possessed. They were like tasers but stronger. He didn’t know exactly how the tasers were activated, or how they always stayed on the palm of the managers’s hands but he had seen them used and it gave him goose bumps. A few times the cold metal piece the size of a quarter had touched his own arm while being transported to another room, and his heart stopped between steady beats. He never wanted to feel what that small weapon could do. Seeing it take down a two-hundred-fifty-pound man was enough.
    Trevor was the first one out of the shower. While dressing he noticed something wrapped inside the folds of Forrest’s shirt. He reached down without thinking and pulled out a half empty bottle of pills.
    â€œâ€™Bout ready?” Forrest came around the other side of Trevor to see what he held.
    Trevor pushed the bottle into Forrest’s hands. “What’s this?”
    â€œYou know what it is and there’s no reason to worry.”
    â€œThat is what they all say,” Trevor said bitterly.
    â€œWells,” Forrest shook his head and lowered his voice,