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You stepped on a piece of wood embedded with rusty nails. You screamed in agony as you landed on the floor with a loud thud. Crawling your way to Lucian`s bedroom while the trap was still attached to your feet, your hand accidentally touched a trigger that sent a sharp blade falling down to your neck, cutting your head from your torso.This narrative has been purloined without the author`s approval. Report any appearances on Amazon.
Have you forgotten that Lone man`s mother places numerous traps inside the house?
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