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There's a dangerous feeling in the air. With all of these people gathered around. That stare... ...abound. A nervous motion, a closing in... A fearful notion preceeds a sin. There's a deathly chill in the air; the intent to kill in their stare. With knife in hand they make their stand. Though unprepared, worries are spared. Despite one hand shaking, one deed is complete. There is no mistaking, that before defeat, another must die. Suddenly a cry from the only one who didn't know, she was certainly the next to go.