I stood there by the threshold gasping for air.
I kept thinking that I killed him.
I kept thinking of him lying there in a blood of pool still moving.
I didn’t want to kill him, I didn’t have any choice.
Yeh, it was self defence.
He tried to kill me.
What about another check.
To see if he’s still alive or not.
I walked about two steps when I heard something about a meter away.
My heart was pounding.
I peeped to see and saw him standing in his own pool of blood.
He seemed unscathed and unharmed.
It seems like the deep wound from my sword healed.
He saw me.
He screamed as if someone was branded by a hot metal.
I looked and saw his face right in front of mine.
My stomach turned upside down.
He stabbed me with his silver dagger.
I felt it go through my stomach to my ribs and then to my intestine.
It hurt badly.
Miraculously I healed just like he did.
He said I was one of them.
We shook hands.
I followed him to his car.
That’s when he shot me using a gun right in the head.
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