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Weekly Contest #103
He stood over me, the dim light flickering just out of focus. His greasy black hair was plastered to the sides of his face with sweat. The left side of his face was bright red, as though he'd been slapped. His emerald green eyes were wide and crazed, staring deep into my soul. I was terrified, tears streaming down my battered, bruised and bloody face. My cracked lips parted slightly to plea for mercy from the lunatic in front of me. No noise exited my broken mouth. My captor's finger pressed softly to my mouth before he leaned in and whisper...
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