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You're on the floor. bleeding to death.
Your vision was becoming blurry and it was becoming harder to stay awake.
In the distance, you heard footsteps.
You looked up and saw a man, staring down at you.
"Please don't kill me..." You mumbled, in a weak voice.
Theiman leaned in and removed his mask. You immediately felt relief when you saw the badge on his shirt.
"Are you a cop...." You whispered.
"Not the good ones." He replied, lifting a knife into the air.
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