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Full of Grace
*SLAP!* Nick's head jerked to the side and he opened his eyes to see Stefanie standing in front of him and Frank dead at his feet, a bullet planted right in the middle of his forehead.
Stefanie smiled at him and looked at Nick, "What do you think about playing with fire, Nick?"
She flicked the flint on the lighter and dangled her fingers above the flame. Then she took the knife from the stair where she had laid it and ran it through the flame watching the tongues of fire lick over the edges, burning white blue.
Nick didn't want to watch, but he couldn't turn away. What did she mean about playing with fire? He watched her run the knife through the flame again and then with flick of her wrist, the blade of the knife was running down the left side of his lower stomach, cutting the flesh and then making a hissing noise as the wet blood came into contact with the red hot knife, searing the flesh.
Nick gritted his teeth together so hard he thought they would shatter and screwed his eyes shut, willing himself not to make a noise, but the pain became too much as his mouth opened of it's own volition and a scream of pain and torture rang through the basement walls and nearly out onto the street before he slumped back into unconsciousness.
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