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The metallic smell of blood reached his nose,and he knew it was his own. He stared up in terror at the dark hooded figure looming over at him. "Help!" He screamed. "Is it weird that I like the sound of you screaming ?" The intruder questioned, a sinister smile coming upon the his face. Feeling the cold metal digging deeper into his skin, he cried out in agony. "Who are you?!Please let me go." He fought to keep his senses, but the darkness was closing in. "Razors have so many interesting uses, you know." The intruder produced a blade, hovering too close to the victims face. "Even a baby can be dangerous when given a sharp scalpel." Realization set in." No, this can't............" But it was too late. "Needle inserted. Razors slicing through flesh. Ecstasy." He thought to himself. Before him a lay the lifeless, cold body with terror-stricken eyes of yet another of his victim. "𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐒 𝐌𝐘 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃"
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