Predator
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pred·a·tor
/ˈpredədər/
noun
an animal that naturally preys on others.
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"So this is my end? What a joke. lying on the floor in a puddle of filth and my own blood. Pathetic. Fine, whatever. Let it be over with then, let this be the end.
I'm getting weaker by the minute, I can feel my strength diminish. I can't take it anymore, but soon it'll all be over. At last.
My mind is going blank, I can barely think. I'm so exhausted, I just want to close my eyes and sleep. No! No, if I sleep it means the end. I mustn't sleep. I must get out of here, but how? I can't think. Tired, oh so tired. Somebody find me please, find me and carry me home. Save me so I can sleep.
Why must it end like this? This is not how I wanted it to end, this is not how I want to die. But it's not like I have a choice now, there's nothing I can do. I just wish it was over already, just let me die.
Everything is hazy, I can't make sense of it all. I feel light-headed, but my head's too heavy to lift. The irony. This is not the time. I must close my eyes, I can't take this.
Goodbye, Predator "
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