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PewDiePie / Cry: Haunted House 4***Rated M for Mature (17+)***I hear Pewdie get back up as I try to get a grip back on reality. I can still feel the tentacles that were wrapped around me, as if I had been stained by them. I open my eyes and stare upwards, seeing nothing. At first, I think it's because my eyes can't focus, but then I hear Felix comment on how dark the place is.I motion a bit my limbs to check if I'm alright, making me realize I hold onto something. I bring the object nearer to my face, revealing the knife, this same knife I had when I entered the gymnasium, that one I couldn't defend myself with, the one I kept on holding even when Pewdie carried me out of there. And all I can do when I see it is laugh.I laugh like someone about to cry, like someone who wants to leave, like a man who's so near the limit of insanity there is only a step left until he falls down the pit to it. I double over, the knife resting on top of my head as my other arm hold my tummy. I keep on laughing and laughing with
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