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The man took the knife, Chris wanted to scream, but he couldn't even move. He watched in terror as the man slowly approached, wielding the knife in the direction of his chest.
He needed to do something, he was about to stab him. The knife was about to pierce his skin.
Trying to concentrate, he mustered all the strength he had left... and managed to move a hand.
The man stepped back, puzzled, dropped the knife and picked up a phone.
"Sir... I'm the medical examiner, the boy they just sent me is still alive."