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stepping into the light of a streetlight, the sound of gun shots and screaming filled my ears, what a joyful sound. A smile creeped on my lips, tonight was my night. one hour into the annual purge, my enemies done with, it's time to has some fun.
I dragged my machete along the cement, creating a sharp noise almost bloody to the ears. the sound of running got louder from behind my back. turning around, a frail blonde ran toward me. adrenaline running through my blood, I pull down my all white mask, speckles of blood on it, over my face. closer and closer the girl came,  my smile grew, she ran almost right into my arms.
"help me please! help me!" the girl shook, tears running down her pale face. I could smell the desperation off of her, I couldn't help myself but continue the game.

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