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// Second 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.
He was about to do something, he wanted to do something. But the knife on her mouth made him change his mind. Just as he started to climb up, the low whimpering of Pinkamena could be heard again, making him to turn his head again and see her eyes looking directly at his own.
"Sorry, but you wanted to kill me. What guarantee do I have that you're not going to kill me if I help you?" He said as the final inches of the knife slid off of the table, making Pinkamena to fall to the chasm with a loud and panicked scream.
He just sighed as he kept his way up.