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My blood dripped into the liquid as I screamed. There was no hope for me, I thought. Nate might be trying to kill me.

Soon the liquid covered my head, but I could still breath for some reason. The smell of the water smelled pretty close to metal, but I assumed that it was just messing with my brain.

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