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The Duchess and Thief gasped. So it had been him all along? The Insane one let out another insane laugh as he let the Rude one fall to the floor, leaving the blade embedded in her back. "She had it coming." he mocked as he continued to laugh.
"So it was you all along..." the Thief said, but she knew deep down it wasn't.
"You're sick! Killing someone so easily, without a second thought..." the Duchess said, but half of the accusation was towards herself.
"Save your lies for the afterlife, and may you rot in hell!" the insane one said and lunged at the Thief, grabbing her by the throat. She struggled but to no avail, and the color soon drained from her face. The Duchess stood there, horrified. If she didn't act fast, she was dead. She quickly thought about a way to escape until she realized the easiest way.
The gun.

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