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Lara whispers softly in Luigi's ear, "Sleep now," as she slits his throat with a sharpened T-rex claw. Red life force spurts across her face. She lets him go and he falls like a puppet whose strings were just cut. The contrast of red on green, like a Christmas tree decorated in blood. She looks back at me with a devilish half smirk then shrugs like it's the punchline to the joke. We both throw our heads back and roar with holiday glee.
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Do unto others what your parents did to you.