it's a cold rainy night.i see a girl killing a man.she's also bleeding.no one is around.it's foggy and dark.she heard my footsteps. she looks back.her eyes, her face, her expression, all of her body language is cold and indifferent. her eyes looking into mine in a way that's like they're ,piercing through my soul.i gasp striked by her beauty and the ugliness of her action.i'm not scared.i just want to help.i can see the man is dead...so..i take a step towards her. i whisper softly you ok?
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