For some reason, DMX was mad at me, and so he started trying to catch me and kill me. Faith Evans was helping him. Both were angry and violent.
There was a lot of running through corridors, rooms, and more doors. DMX did not catch up with me, but Faith did.
She caught me by the back of my shirt, and started digging her knife into my lower back. It hurt so bad, and started bleeding a little. She was grinding it in slowly.
Then I woke up. I’ve been afraid of DMX ever since. (and Faith Evans a little)
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