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[–] Sancus 1 point 6 points (+7|-1) ago 

There I was breathing my final breaths. Bleeding profusely from my 41 stab wounds, some of the air I breathed escaping from my seconds-old lung holes.

"...at least my morning coffee didn't end in a gun battle...."