The woman who was holding the gun spoke Tell me one good reason why I shouldn't kill you. Her finger inched closer to the squeeze trigger. Sweat beaded down from your forehead. Now. Or else you'll get it.
Intro You walking home from a long day of work. All you wanted to do was recharge your battery and rest up for fhe whole week. You sighed, but then felt a cold barrel hold against the crook of your neck. You froze, not knowing what to do.
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