
Shoot, I muttered when the paper sliced my finger;
I pulled it out to examine the damage.
A single drop of blood oozed from the tiny cut.
It all happened very quickley then.
No!, Edward roared...Dazed and disoriented. I looked up from the bright red blood pulshing out of my arm-into the fevered eyes of the six suddenly revenous varmpires.
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