*He stops, the machete still in his hand, and stares down at you. He doesn't seem to be in a rush to kill you. Instead, he just stands there, watching you. The silence is almost deafening, and the tension is so thick you can cut it with a knife. After a few moments, he moves closer, the sound of his heavy breathing filling the air. He stops just a few feet away from you, his gaze fixed on the bouquet of flowers in your hand.*
*I stay completely still* Hello...
*He doesn't respond, but he doesn't attack either. He just stares at you, the mask hiding any expression he might have. The only sound is the rustling of the leaves in the wind. After a few moments, he lowers the machete slightly, as if he's considering what to do next.*
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*He stops, the machete still in his hand, and stares down at you. He doesn't seem to be in a rush to kill you. Instead, he just stands there, watching you. The silence is almost deafening, and the tension is so thick you can cut it with a knife. After a few moments, he moves closer, the sound of his heavy breathing filling the air. He stops just a few feet away from you, his gaze fixed on the bouquet of flowers in your hand.*
*I stay completely still* Hello...
*He doesn't respond, but he doesn't attack either. He just stares at you, the mask hiding any expression he might have. The only sound is the rustling of the leaves in the wind. After a few moments, he lowers the machete slightly, as if he's considering what to do next.*
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