14. Stab

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14. Stab

The smell of soup filled the kitchen as the orange rays of the late day sun streamed in through the kitchen. Simon walked in to the kitchen. His android butler was making making fresh soup. It took a knife from the rack and began to chop an onion. Simon opened the fridge absentmindedly as he felt its eyes on him. It took him a moment to realise that the chopping had stopped. He turned and saw that it was staring him with its lifeless eyes. "Um....Winston?....is everything ok?". He got no reply. He walked over to it slowly and waved a hand in front of its eyes. A sharp pain pierced his chest as he was pushed back with tremendous force. He stumbled back and put a hand to his chest as he felt blood drip down the newly opened wound. He yelped in pain as the android raised its blood soaked knife and plunged it into his neck. He fell back and clutched his neck, gasping desperately for breath as things began to get hazy. He tried to scream for help but all that left his mouth was a shrill groan. In one swift movement the metal man stomped his head into a red stain before leaving the scene, looking for fresh victims.

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