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They peeked through the tiny hole.

"Well, well. If it isn't our famous Dominik Venn." A guy with an eletronic deep voice said. He laughed humorlessly. Making his way toward Dominik, he kicked the remaining flesh on his way.

Then, the second guy came in.

This one looked feminine by her figure.

Aisling raised her eyebrows in questions.

"What, suprised I brought a partner?" He said in a mocking tone.

"A maniac like me and a lunatic like her are fearless together. Perfect combination." The wicked guy said.

Aisling gritted her teeth in anger.

"You fucking psychopaths!" Dominik shouted and spat at their feet.

"That offended me, brother. I thought I was your life-saver, Dom." The physchopath kicked his chin but not enough to break it.

Dominik recovered and scowled at him.

"What the fuck are you talking about, you piece of shit?" Dominik fired back.

Out of the blue, he stabbed his arm with a pocket knife and twisted it mercilessly. Dominik let out a piercing scream. The sound of the blade cutting through his meat was unbearable to hear.

Aisling was watching with wide eyes, feeling hopeless. She choked back a sob.

The floor now was flowing with his fresh blood. The guy was showing a pleasant look as he smelled the blood.

Then the duo just laughed. The second one shook her head.

She walked in circle around him, her boots making a clunking noise.

"Well, you are very clueless, aren't you, Dom?" She giggled. At least that was Aisling heard, an ugly annoying giggle. Her anger was increasing.

The atmosphere became tense. The heartless duo nodded to each other. They began to pull off their masks. Then their faces were clear to be seen by them.

Everyone was holding their breath. To be shocked was understatement.

Here's the thing: Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer.

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