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[b]He trusts him, and falls into unconsciousness.[/b]
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[b][i]You wake up later, and Jakobs gone, and your restrained.[/i][/b]
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"Oh fūck." [b]He struggles against them.[/b]
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[b][i]You realize they aren't coming out.[/i][/b] "Yeah, that's not going to work. I had a friend of mine test those to hold back a Russian."
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"Why am I in these again?"
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"So you can't cut yourself."
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"Oh right." [b]He struggles against them, grunting.[/b]
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"Dude, stop. You aren't getting out of them. They're locked and tested. Only I've got the key."
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"Gimme the key."
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"I'd say make me but we both know how well that would work."
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"Gimme the key." [b]He asks again.[/b]
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"Yeah, sure." He says, and leaves it out of your reach, even if you stretched.
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[b]He struggles more, shaking violently.[/b]
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[b][i]He still can't reach it, and Jakob grabs it.[/i][/b] "Also, you should know I rigged your knifes with a device that puts shocks into the metal. Just enough to knock you out."
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[b]He hangs his head, sighing. He hates what hes done to himself.[/b]
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"Ok, so why all of this?"
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"Reasons my conscious will never understand."
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"Ok. No riddles. I mean why? What makes you do this?"
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"My dead parents, how i killed fifty innocent humans, and im just really depressed, trying to take away mental pain."
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"Hats not how to do it. The past is the past, look to the future. You can't change what happened back then, but you can prevent it from happening again."
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"By cutting."
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"No, by focusing. When you feel whatever it is taking over, tell me. I'll try to help you stop it."