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Chapter 11 by tantrikenetic tantrikenetic

What do you do?

Stand there with a dumb look on your face.

You hope it was a good look, because it's the last one you get the chance to make. The man's sword collides with your neck and severs your head completely. Your head falls to the ground amid a gush of blood and proceeds to roll down the stairs.

Needless to say, you are quite dead.

The End

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