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I laid still and motionless on his desk. I heard his approaching footsteps and soon enough, his index finger was feeling my nose.

"Hmm, she died." He simply muttered. I squinted one eye open a little and caught that he was staring at me. To add more dramatic effect to the scene, I stuck my tongue out, leaning it against my left cheek, sharply shutting my eyes back closed