Sharp piercing pain.
The feel of cold cold blade in the warmth of soft tissues.
Somewhere a voice echoes.
Cut it. Cut it loose.
Run. Run fast.
Keep at least a light-year’s distance.
But sudden surge of weakness engulfs.
Daunting breathlessness.
I see my efforts crumbling down in vain.
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