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     "Get back to work you filthy piece of trash." A swift kick too my gut tells me he's not joking, but who am I kidding Derek's never joking.  When I get out of here... my words fade to a whisper as the monsters knee connects with my chin sending my head backwards.  Your going to regret ever laying a hand on me, I will personally see to it that you end up dead, if need be by my own hands, I finally wheeze out.    

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 18, 2017 ⏰

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