"No.. no please don't hurt me, please I never did anything to you please, spare me" I was on my knees begging for forgiveness. A man stood in front of me, a broad man with a potato sack lightly placed upon his head. But sadly for me he was drenched in blood... My blood. He'd stabbed at least twice by now, and I could barley sit up without losing consciousness. He took nout a pistol ,and I heard a deafening bang. Then everything went black.
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Behind Closed Doors
TerrorDon't try loopholes Yes they work But no they don't get you out You'll end up dead Or back in Hell
