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The scalpel's murderous intent.
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Categories: unapologetic
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The dead silent night, the moon crawling through the cracks of the blue curtains into the rusty window sills, the house dimly lit, the LCD screen placed in the corner flickered and glowed with a ghostly light. "The howling cold wind sings a mournful dirge, the dark grave hole has made graceful aim at you, that wronged soul will come down with the God of Death, let your bright red blood bloom all over the ground to atone for the sins you committed in the past!" She stayed up all night looking at this line.