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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.

As I tried to make sense of the situation, memories began to trickle back. The night had started innocently, attending a friend's birthday party. But everything after that was a blur. I couldn't believe what I was seeing – the blood on my hands, the knife I held, and the realization that I was standing over a lifeless body.

Fear gripped me as I struggled to understand how I ended up in this nightmare. I couldn't have done this, could I? Panic set in, and I knew I had to get out of there before anyone found me.

As I frantically searched for an exit, my mind raced, and I tried to piece together fragments of memories. That's when...