Grey sidewalk. Grey sky. Grey mood. Almost there. I walk past an alleyway. footsteps fall in line with mine. Pick up my pace. Steps quicken behind me. I run. I'm grabbed. Pulled in a empty building. Thrown on the floor. Can't run. Can't hide. A blade gleamed from his hand. It was a dull grey. Frozen.

His victorious smile. My terrorized expression. Arm comes down. Blood comes out. Pain. Red stains the grey. I smile at the thought.

Black.

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