The Island of Destiny

You look down at the pathetic man and realize you cannot kill him. His life likely serves no purpose in the greater scheme of things, and he certainly would have tried to kill you, but you still cannot bring yourself to end him. He looks up at you with sullen eyes, panting. You should at least kick the dropped knife over the edge.

You step towards him and he flails out at you, swiping your ankle with his gnarled hand. You trip and fall on your back, knocking the wind out of you. The lunatic wastes no time and crawls onto your chest. He looks down at you, a lopsided grin spread across his face and his smell infecting your nostrils.

You also notice a moment too late that he is holding the knife again.In a swift motion, he raises the knife above your chest and stabs it down into you. You immediately cough out blood and in that cough, you feel a tremendous amount of energy leave your body. The lunatic continues to pierce you with his knife, each stab feeling less and less painful as you become increasingly detached from your life.

Your last thought, as the lunatic picks up your dying body to carry deeper into his domain, is "Dammit."
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