Valeria's POV
I closed the door behind me. "Do, I know you?" Said the guy sitting on the couch. He wore the blue palidin armor. "Uhh... My name is... Valeria." "It's nice to meet you. I'm Lance." Lance. The famous Blue Palidin. "I have to kill you." "WHAT?! LISTEN LADY, I DON'T QUIZNAKING KNOW WHO YOU ARE BUT-" He drew his Bayard. So I drew mine. "WHAT THE QUIZNAK?" He knew I was a palidin. "Okay. Your a palidin, we can work this out. " A tear struck my eye. "No we can't." He walked over and comforted me. "Hey, what's wrong?" I crumbled to pieces. I gripped my Bayard. Funny. Lance was holding me and I was holding a lance. He gestured to come sit down. "Come on. What did you say your name was?" "Valeria." I said through teary eyes. "Hi Valeria. I'm lan-"
Right through his side.
Blood everywhere.
I looked at my hands.
Nothing.
Next thing I saw was a yellow door behind the cold, dead body laying before me.
Oof. Okie I'm done. That's it. I'm done. No more story. It's done. I can't.
Nah I kid.
Bye bye
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