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// First option. 
// Story: Silent Ville 
// by RoyalUnicornJohn1994 
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	Still pondering about what to do, he suddenly heard a low whimpering. Turning his head down, he noticed that Pinkie, or as she called herself, Pinkamena, was trying to hold tightly to the knife, only for the knife to start moving out of its place.
"... Fuck." He cursed as he started to get down to her. "Hang on. I'm coming."
Pinkamena just looked up as John got closer and closer to her. In her eyes, a malicious idea started to form. However, just as she was planning what to do next, the knife moved another inch out of its place, causing her to shout, interrupted by the knife on her mouth.
John turned his head down 
"Hang on! Just, hang on!" He started to sped up, though the wooden tables seemed to make it slower. John started to pant as he frantically tried to reach her.
Just as he got to her reach, the tables below Pinkamena's position suddenly dropped, making him impossible to reach her body.
"Give your hoof!" John said as he hung with one hand and the other tried to reach for Pinkamena.
She slowly tried to prop her hoof up, trying to take his hand.
"That's it! Just... a little... more..." He said as he stretched as far as he could, while Pinkamena did the same.
Suddenly, just in a fraction of second, everything turned upside down, as the knife finally slid off of its position, Pinkamena shouting loud and John even let himself go of the table he was holding to, hanging of the final table in an attempt to reach her.
His hand was only inches of touching Pinkamena's hoof, but it only met air, as he watched wide eyed as Pinkamena fell to the chasm.
"NOOO!!" He shouted as Pinkamena's shout suddenly stopped and a loud crash sounded in the chasm. Soon, the sound of the wind was the only think that could be heard.
"... FUCK!" John cursed as his hand punched the rock of the wall, his eyes not moving from the place Pinkamena fell to.
Slowly, he started to climb up again.