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An agonizing yell parted through my two lips.
It felt as if my heart shattered right there. right now. right then.
The image of blood heavily gushing out from his lifeless body haunts my brain as I try to contain myself. I pace around the basement floor.
Help.
My vision then turns to the ceiling.
And now it's darkness.
I won't survive the world if I wake up.
he is dead.
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Manners with the Devil
RomanceA shock wave of everlasting chaos, but I wouldn't take any of it back.
