You two sit across each other, taking sips of the tea, a bit of friendly smalltalk, as you suddenly realize, you start to feel dizzy and weak. Her eyes linger gently at you My friend. I'm so grateful for your sacrifice you do for me She smiles, a bit sad, but also with a scary twinkle in her eyes. You soon are unable to move, as she takes a brush and starts to paint red on a canvas in front of the trees, you feeling how the life drips out of your body with each stroke she does
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