Leap onto the hook handed bully

The hook-handed bully swings reflexively as you leap at him.

His hook slams into your neck, but you feel little as the hook has pierced your neck, the force severing your spinal column from your neck.

You slam into the ground, bleeding.

You growl and moan, but can't move, paralysed.

The hook-handed bully looks somewhat shocked, but also slightly amused, laughing again as you lie dying. The other bully kicks Timmy one more time and reaches into his pocket where he finds his knife.

The End

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