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It was dim in the grimy motel room.

The air hung heavy with a smell of gasoline.

On the bed, Susanna and Michael Bear Carson hunched over a mess of supplies.

They were arming themselves for battle.

Among their tools were soda bottles, a gasoline jug, and rags.

All the things needed to make Molotov cocktails.

Carefully, they filled the bottles with gasoline,

corked them with rags, and packed the bombs into a backpack.

With their homemade arsenal, the couple hiked out into the woods.

Until recently, the forest was their home.

They knew the people who lived there and shared their food and their drugs.

Had lived in the rundown tree house that stood before them.

But now, it was a war zone.

And there was no room for sentiment in war.

Taking care not to drop any of their weapons, Michael pulled a bottle from the backpack.

He lit the rag and threw it at the wooden building.

As the bottle shattered, it burst into flames and ignited the timber.

Fire raced along the walls, dancing in Suzanne's eyes.

She watched with glee, certain that at last, her war had begun.

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