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As dark rage, the color of black fire that reeked of coal, burned within his eyes, the four walls around us moved closer and closer while the temperature grew hotter and hotter, and my knees grew weaker and weaker.
"Did you really kill him?"
He asked, the numbness in his voice somehow creating the pain of being pocked by millions of needles around every part of my body.
"The right question is, are you really going to kill me?"
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