28″I threw you into the basement, watching you tumble down the stairs and hit the wall with a hard thud. I evily chuckled before following you down, a knife in my hand. I walked up to you and pulled you up by the collar, holding you in the air. 'Any last words, amor?' I said evily before raising up the knife and going to stab you, until... I look into your eyes, and see the fear in them. I drop you, and the knife, looking down at you
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