[quote=supertinyking]
He looks down at the knife, and takes a step forward. The knife slides though his dead flesh, pushing though his neck, splitting his spine. "I am...someone like you....someone who understands the beauty of a well preformed knife slice." He says, still in his low voice, unlike his normal higher voice. He then takes a step back, and the cut oozes out a black, old rotten blood.
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She drops the knife. "who are you" she steps back her arms falling to her sides.She clenches her phone in her hand a shadow falling over her face.