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"What's your name?" He pleaded. I said nothing. I just stared back into his empty eyes. "I said, what's your name!?" He asked more intensely. "Um..?" I think of a fake name. "I'm Lisa." I avoided his eye contact so he couldn't read me for lies. He grabbed my arm shoved it down onto the table and took out a knife. Tears streaked his face now. "I swear if you don't tell me your name I will cut off your hand!" He looked unstable. I gulped. I couldn't tell Jimmy who I was or it would all be over. A tear rolled down my face before I looked back at him. "I can't tell you who I am... Do what you will." I looked down at his trembling fingers before I felt a sharp pain fly through my arm. I screamed in pain.

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