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I lift up bat ready to swing a nice hit at the back of it's head. "IT WILL ALL BE OVER SOON,BUTTERS NO MORE OF THIS."I shout to Butters, who is not standing that far away from me. I thrash the bat on top it's head no stop. "Let's go, Butters. More will be waiting soon". We walk into a long dark hallway. I am not gay or anything but I hold Butters hand so we don't get lost in the dark. "Tallyó" a frinch voice called out. "IT'S PIP, THE STUPID FRINCH KID!" I cried. "I am not FRINCH I am BRITSH!" He exclaimed. "Kill HIM!" I shouted. Butters hesitating to pull the gun's trigger.



Will Butters kill pip? And will they both find a way out of hell? Find out in the next chapter!

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