Your naked cricked body rests silenced on the cold floor waiting for the horror to begin.
The flat breathing of yours begins to rush as you see the cold blade approaching your warm skin.
Your stare becomes panic while the algid knife fondles your chest and waist.
A cold shivering hand touches your body sampling the features of your skin
slowly leading the blade over the trembling torso to the base of the neck.
Your loud cry bareley reaches the deaf ears whearas the switchblade begins to cut a thin line through your skin.

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