PROLOGUE

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My eyes are bloodshot, my knees are trembling, my head is spinning, and my heart is frantically racing.

I don't know what happened, but I'm sure as hell that I saw her. I saw her holding a knife.

She's crying. She's suffering from terrible sadness.

I can feel her pain. I want her to stop what she's doing. I open my mouth to say something. Something that can stop her from what she was about to do. But before I can speak up, I saw her slit her throat.

And she was smiling...

At me.

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