You have been knocked unconscious. You wake up to find that you are tied to a chair in a empty warehouse. Bodies are scattered on the floor and the chair has blood stains on it. You hear high heels on the cold cement. Jackie sharp reveals herself. What do you say so she doesn't kill you? you can add gore but no killing Jackie.
"Who are you? What do you want?" I struggle against my bonds. My eyepatch is gone with my mask and hood, revealing my scarred face.
"All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost."
I tell the neophyte: Write a million words–the absolute best you can write, then throw it all away and bravely turn your back on what you have written. At that point, you’re ready to begin. — David Eddings
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