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The Peasant Part 8

All eyes pointed at me as I ran away to my alley. It was burning. The mob was behind me and I turned the other way. I was cornered on all four sides. There was fire on three sides, and a mob on the fourth. I jumped onto a carriage. I took the noose that hung around my neck. I tied it to a clothes line and tightened it. I jumped off the carriage. Katherine, on top of the carriage, woke up. She screamed and faded away, her last dying scream being the image burned into my eyes forever as they closed. They never opened again.

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