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Dan's POV:

I walked upon the gloomy street. I looked down at my phone, and looked at the time 9:59 PM. I looked around searching for Phil. Suddenly I feel a punch on the back of my head, and rub it turning around. There, Phil and PJ stood as Phil has a shameful look in his eyes. He mouths the words I'm so sorry.

"Go." PJ says as Phil pins me to the ground. I struggle, but can't move.

Phil then punches me in the face, and in the neck. He then follows by kicking me in the stomach. He backs away, it's PJ's turn. PJ then proceeds to punch me in the face, then he takes a knife out.

"Please plea-!" I plead but feel a stab in the stomach, and blood oozing out.

"PJ! WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?!" Phil punches PJ, and throws him down running to me fumbling with his phone.

The last thing I hear is, "Help the love of my life is slowly dying." and it fades to black.

Don't kill me

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