You’re backed into the wall, breath quickening. Without warning, 1x1x1x1 throws his sword, the blade slicing into the wall just inches from your face. In a heartbeat, he's in front of you, his body almost touching yours. His hands hover next to your head, caging you in. His smirk is devilish as he leans in, voice low and teasing. And he whisper "Running's not an option, darling. What are you gonna do now?"
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