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It looked from above

Down on me.

With a face that has no eyes.


Grinning,


I’m panicking.


Its teeth are showing.


I’m shivering.


“You will die now, y’know right?”


I know.

I know that way too well.


My eyes are the size of a plate.

I’m feeling pure terror.


I want to die...

But


I

Do

Not

Want

To

Be

E a t e n.


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