Alive, but wishing to be dead

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I groan... I awake to a room only lit by candle light.
"Your awake." a man says.
"Calixto Corrium..." I say. I sit up.
"You do have some smarts." he laughs. His laugh is unnerving.
"You do know who I am, right?" I ask him.
"Aye, but I don't care." he says.
"I could kill you in a heart beat!" I say.
"Key word: could." he says.
He grabs a dagger off the desk in the corner.
"Any last words?" he smiles, sadistically.
"You can dream of killing me all you like, but you can't, BITCH." I say.
I grabs my arm and throws me across the room. I land with a thud.
"Say that again, I DARE you."
"Why would I waste my time with a little fucker like you?"
He grabs my arm... tightly... he pulls out the dagger and sends it flying down over my hand.
I scream.
"It's not nice is it?"
"IT WILL TAKE MORE THAN A DAGGER TO KILL ME!" I yell at him.
He grabs another... he slices my leg.

Hours pass... he beats me every-way he can. He grabs a sword... he starts cutting my collarbone... I pass out...

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