Finished Folds (1—2)
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2was shivering in fear. I smirked. "This is for Dad." I said, suddenly sharpening the blade for one last kill. I raised the blade, but just then, I felt a cold plastic hand on me.
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5I felt my blood run cold as they slammed me down onto the frigid, metal table. I tried to struggle, but they only chuckled darkly at me. "Ain't no use tryin' 'ta escape." He said.