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She clutched the corsage tightly as she advanced down the dark alley.
Suddenly, a stealthy shadow moved behind her, wielding a gleaming knife.
The young woman smiled, oblivious to the danger. How fortunate she had been today. First the kind gentleman with the exquisite grapes, and now this mysterious gallant giving her flowers, demanding nothing in return.
A shiver ran through her as footsteps approached.
She turned around with a smile, expecting perhaps another present.
She only caught a glimpse of a metallic flash before the world went dark forever.
The assassin left the alley, leaving behind a crimson stain.