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𝔏𝔞𝔲𝔤𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔍𝔞𝔠𝔨

Tonight was another night of no sleep. You just couldn't fall asleep no matter how hard you tried. You hear a shuffling sound. When you open your eyes to investigate, you see a figure by your bedside. You attempt to move, but you find that you cannot. It is staring at you.

4mo

丨 Ꮆㄖ卂ㄥㄖ几乇

Mads stands back up and stares down at his work. He walks away, leaving Yabo breathless and pouring blood.

Was there a time when you couldn't fall asleep? You're lying down, you look blankly at the darkest corner of your room. When...you swear something just moved.

5mo

Yabo stumbles backwards. He's completely dazed. He rests his back against a wall to help him stand.

5mo

"AH! FUCK!" Yabo is punching Mads in the gut hoping he'd let go as blood poured from his reopened wound.

Yabo wriggles around grasping at his neck.

Mads grabs him and lifts him up. He piledrives him on the concrete.

Mads doesn't even feel his punches. He headbutts him.

4mo

5mo

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5mo

𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘚𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘗𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘭𝘺𝘴𝘪𝘴 𝘋𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯

Mads looks down at him and picks him up by the hair. He rips the bandages off of his head and scratches at the wounds.

爪卂ᗪ丂 Ҝ尺ㄩᎶᎶ乇尺

Yabo wriggles around grasping at his neck.

爪卂ᗪ丂 Ҝ尺ㄩᎶᎶ乇尺

5mo

爪卂ᗪ丂 Ҝ尺ㄩᎶᎶ乇尺

YᗩᗷO TᕼE ᑕᒪOᗯᑎ

5mo

Mads doesn't even feel his punches. He headbutts him.

Mads looks down at him and picks him up by the hair. He rips the bandages off of his head and scratches at the wounds.

Mads grabs him and lifts him up. He piledrives him on the concrete.

Yabo stumbles backwards. He's completely dazed. He rests his back against a wall to help him stand.

"AH! FUCK!" Yabo is punching Mads in the gut hoping he'd let go as blood poured from his reopened wound.

5mo

爪卂ᗪ丂 Ҝ尺ㄩᎶᎶ乇尺

5mo

YᗩᗷO TᕼE ᑕᒪOᗯᑎ

爪卂ᗪ丂 Ҝ尺ㄩᎶᎶ乇尺

Mads grabs him and lifts him up. He piledrives him on the concrete.

爪卂ᗪ丂 Ҝ尺ㄩᎶᎶ乇尺

YᗩᗷO TᕼE ᑕᒪOᗯᑎ

"AH!" She falls and grabs his head in pain.

YᗩᗷO TᕼE ᑕᒪOᗯᑎ

"AH! FUCK!" Yabo is punching Mads in the gut hoping he'd let go as blood poured from his reopened wound.

5mo

"AH!" She falls and grabs his head in pain.

5mo

Yabo stumbles backwards. He's completely dazed. He rests his back against a wall to help him stand.

Mads doesn't even feel his punches. He headbutts him.

Mads looks down at him and picks him up by the hair. He rips the bandages off of his head and scratches at the wounds.

5mo

爪卂ᗪ丂 Ҝ尺ㄩᎶᎶ乇尺

YᗩᗷO TᕼE ᑕᒪOᗯᑎ

Yabo stumbles backwards. He's completely dazed. He rests his back against a wall to help him stand.

YᗩᗷO TᕼE ᑕᒪOᗯᑎ

爪卂ᗪ丂 Ҝ尺ㄩᎶᎶ乇尺

5mo

Mads looks down at him and picks him up by the hair. He rips the bandages off of his head and scratches at the wounds.

A steel chair is thrown at him and hits him right in the face.

Mads doesn't even feel his punches. He headbutts him.

"AH!" She falls and grabs his head in pain.

"AH! FUCK!" Yabo is punching Mads in the gut hoping he'd let go as blood poured from his reopened wound.

5mo

YᗩᗷO TᕼE ᑕᒪOᗯᑎ

爪卂ᗪ丂 Ҝ尺ㄩᎶᎶ乇尺

Mads doesn't even feel his punches. He headbutts him.

爪卂ᗪ丂 Ҝ尺ㄩᎶᎶ乇尺

YᗩᗷO TᕼE ᑕᒪOᗯᑎ

5mo

"AH!" She falls and grabs his head in pain.

"AH! FUCK!" Yabo is punching Mads in the gut hoping he'd let go as blood poured from his reopened wound.

A steel chair is thrown at him and hits him right in the face.

Mads looks down at him and picks him up by the hair. He rips the bandages off of his head and scratches at the wounds.

Yabo is walking around with his bandaged head. He pulls out a cigarette and a lighter. He sticks the cigarette in his mouth and goes to light it up.