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... crumpled heap, bleeding from dozens of places, but it was his neck that gushed the most.
It wasn't a clean cut. It was rough, and he was still able to breathe some air, which made it slower, and he was punished for it by feeling every pain.
But eventually, his eyes clouded with darkness, and he felt numb.
"Finally, I'm dying..." His thoughts trailed off, and he knew no more.
But just like before, he saw darkness and coldness, and something was dragging him through ...
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