I cry out in pain as you slam me harshly against the ground, trying to curl up defensively. I don't have time to do so, however, as within moments, you are on top of me, hand still wrapped around my neck as you warn me not to bother pleading. None the less, I -have- to try. "Pl-please... I- W-why are you doing this?" I stutter through my tears, terrified of what I know is to come.
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