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"C-Cant brea-the" I say as I stumbled into the warehouse I've been living in since I've been in this new town.

Sitting down on my make shift bed, it was actually pretty comfortable for a pallet and hay. I pull up my jacket and shirt to revel a big black and purple bruise forming on my side.

"C'on" I mumble as I pull my clothes down. I was thrown into a tree fighting my last victim, I really need to stalk my victims before I try to kill them. He was really bigger then me and a body builder.

It wasn't the best kill, almost lost my khukuri knifes. But,  just like all the other murders, I won.

I lay back on my 'bed' and stare up at the ceiling.

"I need to get out of this town tomorrow"I say out loud.

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