footsteps
Clonk Clonk
Someone here I wondered
Don´t see anyone
Rattle Rattle
Someone is in the kitchen
Slice goes a knife
Red liquid starts pouring
Falling now
Hit the surface of the kitchen floor
A light now
Coming closer
Everything is gone now
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