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I blinked as I regained consciousness. I had hit my head hard, or had someone hit me? Then I realised I was holding a bloody knife in my hand. I stood and slowly touched the lifeless woman by my side. Her skin was delicate, pale, and coated with blood. I muttered a curse, dragged her hair while bitterly smiling. "That's what you get for sticking out your neck" I slowly uttered as my laugh began to thud into the dark enclosed room.