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Chapter #7
No you are gunna stick to your guns and die
by: Unknown
The syringe finally penetrates you skull as the cool spring breeze drafts in through the open window. The sun beats down on you and you can't help but feel happy. If there was ever a good way to die this would totally own. However, unfortunately, there is no such thing as a good way to die you emo moron so you better hurry up and get out of there, before the joker in the white coat cuts into your skull fully without remembering to anathematize you, which you just realized this second as you were so distracted before. Killed by a muppet, now there's one to tell the grand kids.
As considering how much you are planning on suing the NHS for if you ever get out of there an idea strikes you, as ideas do when you walk into them. Ow that hurt, why'd you walk into the idea you muppet. Now you have another concussion.
Anyway, more about the idea, you realize that as well as forgetting to give you any form of anethetic or pain killer the muppet in the white coat has also forgotten that you can fly. Despite that being the reason he wanted to cut into your head in the first place. His stupidity makes you laugh a while, maybe not the best venue for a giggling fit, but ya never know.
So, finally you decide to fly out of there, taking the syringe, that the doctor managed to hammer half way into your skull while you were thinking and giggling, with you. Owwie, that must smart a bit.
Do you pull it out or leave it in as an accessory?
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