one second your one person, and the other second you’re not
Blake casually walked over to the foam finger vendor with a five-dollar-bill in his pocket. Blake purchased a foam finger and happily started on his way back to his family. He looked to his side and saw a woman walking towards him. Staring right at him. Blake quickened his pace. He felt very uneasy. He was about to break into a sprint when the woman grabbed him and placed a cloth over his mouth. He struggled, but soon his vision blurred and everything went black.
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