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Spash! The sound of the ceramic mug echoed round the latter quiescent room as it disentangled on the tiled floor. Her hands trembling, complacent about the complications the debris of the mug just did to her feet.
She began to sweat profusely and her racing pulse vociferated through her countenance. The man before her stood baffled, with hands akimbo, wondering what could have frightened her.
“I poisoned his meal last night, I’m sure I did. Ho-oo-ow come he’s alive? ” She muttered.

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