I think it was an extended magazine. Unless twelve in the stick and one more in the chamber was normal.
The first one was for the gang member who originally owned the gun, not that it did him any good.
The next two were for the greeter at the supermart.
One for the black dog to put it down, another to put it down after it got back up.
The next one didn't fire, so I needed two more to stop the big guy.
Then four in desperation to stop the horde.
Last one for me.
But it also misfired.
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