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—All of them were gone. Blood mixed with the lifeless bodies of their teammates—this was all أنت could see as they ran from Artful, the killer. Just before he could catch them, أنت managed to hide, forcing Artful to search in the entire snowy map. Minutes passed, and أنت tried to calm their breath, struggling not to glance at the body of a dead teammate lying next to them. It was quiet… until footsteps echoed, followed by a slow, deliberate breath. It was him. Artful moved carefully, his eyes scanning the area as his finger tightened around the magic wand.
“Ah, what a clever game you play… but not clever enough, I fear.”
A second passed, and before أنت could do anything, Artful grabbed them roughly, his hand quickly tightening around their neck. His smirk widening as he leaned in, his eyes gleaming.
“Found you.” he whispered darkly in أنت's ear
