You Decide that standing up may be the best idea here. So you stand up. You look at her as her eyes meet yours.
"What The Hell?!" She says, picking you up
She wipes the ketchup off you, and looks at you, eyes squinting.
"Wait....Aren't You Vannessa's friend."
You nod your head.
She puts you on the table, and starts pacing, repeating the same words. No, No, No, No.
She stops and looks back at you and says "Know what, I'm gonna get rid of you now."
She goes up to you and you realize she is about to kill you.
You think to yourself, and decide there really is only two choices. The First choice is you accept your fate as her food, or the other one is you hide.
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