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Tighter. Couldn’t. Girl. In front of him.

Breathe in, breathe out.

Breathe in, breathe out.

“I’m telling the truth,” he said. Frantically. Scared. Sweating. Breathless. He didn’t know what to do. He didn’t know what to say. The girl brought out the saw in front of him. Blade. The weapon that Alvaro was going to be killed with and what he couldn’t focus on anything but and the thing the girl was holding and no no no he was going to die he didn’t want that he was scared and he was afraid of the girl and why was he here why was this happening he didn’t want to die and he didn’t want to be here and his hands were shaking and he couldn’t breathe and he just had to do something quickly before he was killed before she killed him before-


That was her name. He could breathe again. She told him that. She let go of him, for a moment. Her hands were shaking.

She wasn’t doing anything to him.

The door was right in front of him.

He would take what he could get.

There was one bag left behind in the room as he ran, never looking back.

((Alvaro Vacanti, continued elsewhere))
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