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"A sliver of cold air breaches the skin upon your leg… The feeling of your skin writhing, sliding, wiggling against one another becomes almost tranquil. You feel the sweat coating your body mixing with the draining blood as it drips down your leg. Oddly enough, it doesn't hurt. The coldness spreads around your thigh until you can no longer feel your leg.
In the darkness you cannot hear your own screams and cries, for you had torn your own voice apart. The only noise you heard was the deflating of your lungs under your broken ribs and the pool of red growing beneath you. As you take your final breath, you see a pair of bright white eyes staring down at you." - Reeves#1234 Discord.
Needless to say, I had a fun time writing this!
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