"You really shouldn't have done that", she whispered. Her face was so close to his. His eyes searched hers.
"And why is that?" He whispered back; lips extremely close to hers.
"Because I'll always choose me". She plunged the piercing bloody knife deep into his abdomen. He looked so shocked as she did it, disbelief clouded his expression. She took the knife out and he took a step back, his hand placed over the wound tightly. He continued to bleed out, he continued to search for a sign. When the expression on her face did not change, he tried to reach out, tried to grab her hand, tried to pull her back to him.
"I'm sorry", she said with finality. "But this is how it ends".
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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭
FanficSet in the present, an individual dressed in a reaper get-up picks up a sharp knife and begins to slice and dice his way through the quiet town of Woodsboro. A group of friends are, one by one, being terrorized by the masked killer who wields an ins...
