The Trap
"What is that," Lily asked.
"It's my pocket knife. The only weapon that could possibly help us survive."
"Cool. You got another one?"
"Yeah. Here you go."
"Thanks."
So we both had weapons and when they didn't attack, I went off guard and then... pitch black.
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