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He jumped on top of me, trying to get the knife.

I gripped it tightly, knowing that my life depended on it.

He pulled me off of the ground.

I squirmed from his arms and managed to run across the decorative tile floor.

"Give me the knife! You died because it was meant to be! You died! Not one of your irritating friends! You!" he yelped.

"They're trying to save me! I get the chance to live! Maybe I am supposed to live!" I cried.

He leaped on me, causing the knife to fall a few feet away.

"GET OFF!" I screamed, trying to shove him off.

Kill him, a voice in my head told me.

I glanced toward the sharp object.

I stretched my left arm out as far as I could.

Rufus looked at where my arm was reaching to.

His eyes turned even more vicious looking and he reached out too, throwing himself at it.

Right before he reached it, I managed to reach my arm to the knife.

As I gripped it I my fingers, he grabbed my hand and tried to pry it out.

I struck him in the upper arm with the knife, gasping when I realized what I had done.

I pulled the bloody knife away in horror.

Rufus grunted in pain, and then looked at me with a crazed look in his eyes.

I squirmed out from underneath him and scrambled to my feet.

I glanced past him, noticing a door on the wall about 9 yards away.

Had that been there before?

I didn't remember it.

It was a way out, so why question it?

I turned my attention to Rufus, who began charging towards me.

I dodged him, running for the exit.

He turned and chased me to the door.

I ran continuously, on and on, but I never reached the door.

Why couldn't I reach it?

I started to slow, my body growing weak, and almost collapsed from fatigue.

I heard Rufus gaining on me and panicked.

I whirled around and flung myself at him, stabbing him in his heart with the knife.

His breathing became extremely unsteady.

He fell to the floor, drew in one last ragged breath, and fell silent.

I nearly screamed at the sight.

I turned and ran to the door, finally slamming into it.

I tried turning the knob, but it was locked.

"No! No! I beat him! It can't be locked! I'm supposed to live life again! Not be trapped in this place with a dead Rufus!" I screamed.

I beat on the door, tears now falling down my cheeks, and hopelessly slumped against the door.

I slid to the floor and rested my head on my knees, crying hysterically about my misfortune.

I ran my hands through my hair, feeling a bobby pin holding back strands of hair.

The bobby pin.

A new sense of hope filled me.

I stood up quickly and pulled the bobby pin out of my hair.

I inserted it into the lock and jiggled it around.

Please work, I thought.

I heard a click.

Relief rushed through me.

I turned the knob and the door opened.

A pillar of white light shone down on me.

I knew that finally, I was safe.

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