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I was in a house...somewhere, hell, I dunno. I'm playing with some shiny piece of string. All I know is that I'm bored as hell, and there's some kid in a nearby couch, relaxing. I pick up the string, only to drop it, immediately. When I look at my left hand there's blood gushing out, and around 200 threading needles sticking out evrywhere...on my palm, and back of my hand. I sit on th ecouch and pick some of them out. Afterwards, I walk over to the kid, and he says "You got them in there deep, didn't ya'?" I look down at the floor, and sigh...he laughs and as I clench my fist, the biggest needle across my middle knuckle goes through the skin to my other knuckle. I yelp in pain as I push it forward, then slide it out through the other side, sliding it out, ripping the knuckle up, and out of place. I drink the blood gushing out from my knuckle as I go to sit back down on the couch, adn finish taking out the rest of the needles. Hours later, th ekid leaves the room, and I'm down to around 15 needles. Balthazaar walks in and sits beside me, picking up my hand, holding it, and me and caressing my hand. As he caresses my hand he starts to bite my neck...then a few minutes later, we get up, and he starts walking me home. As we're walking down the street, I try to reopen the wound on my knuckle to let him drink from it. I keep trying, only to fail. Balthazaar tells me not to worry about it so much, so I don't. The next thing I knew, I was on the ground, he was over me, and he was telling me how sexy I was, and that he wanted to kill me because of that. Then, right when he was about to drain my body...the alarm goes off.