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"What am I worried about?" you think, "She's not going to do shit."

You reach for her shoulder, but at that moment Maria grabs the knife.

"Get away from me!" she yells.

Maria closes her eyes and slashes the knife in your direction. It cleanly cuts through your throat. You grab your throat and stumble backward into the kitchen table, falling onto your back, and hitting the tile floor.

Maria quickly opens her eyes and lets out a gasp, she grabs a rag from a nearby cupboard and holds it to your throat, "Here we need to stop the bleeding!"

The rag immediately gets soaked in blood, at this point you start to slip in and out of consciousness. You see Maria grab the phone and call someone, but you can't make out the words, your ears are ringing, you see her sitting on the floor under the sink crying, you see her grab the knife off the floor, her hands are shaky and she's holding the knife against her chest, you see her sitting on the floor, her body limp and with a knife handle sticking out of her chest, a pool of blood forming around her.

End.

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