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Submitted to Contest #275
I lay on the floor as I had fallen, ignored. No-one looked at me. Instead they milled around, keeping upper-lips stiff and appearances up. None of them would look down at me, lying there. None of them acknowledged the knife that protruded from my chest or the blood pooled around me. There were five of them in all, standing in my library, drinking my brandy, ignoring my limp, crumpled body. Lyla Rosen...
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