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As the chainsaw came swinging back, missing it's target, the Unknown caught it with his right hand. By the time he noticed the samurai was no longer in front of him, it was a moment too late. He turned around quickly only to see his foe in mid swing with his sword. Unable to move fast enough to get completely out of harm's way, he ducked back, however, and noticed the blade swung in a motion as though it's intent was to behead him. The end of the blade swung just right to go in between the jaw mechanism, cutting him across the mouth, sending him staggering back.
Patient 520 screamed in agonizing pain, enough to make him arch his back in the seat he was strapped into. He began to flail violently and breathe heavily in short, fast breaths.
The Unknown staggered backwards into a wall, stopping him. He froze for a moment as the blood began to pour from the opening in the jaw mechanism. It was a slow, but constant flow of blood, showing that this fresh wound was a critical hit. He closed his eyes and stood still for just a moment and began to give out a sadistic, maniacal laugh, which eventually turned into a violent yell. He dropped his chainsaw to the ground and slowly began to walk towards the samurai, dragging it along with him.
As he came within about 5' of his opponent, the Unknown slowly looked down at the drill on his stomach as it began to spin violently. He flung his head back, sending his hair back behind his head, exposing his face. He looked in the direction of the samurai at that point, the blood still slowly flowing from his mouth, for what seemed like an eternity, which was in reality only a few minutes. This was the advantage of those pure white eyes. As the creature stood there, appearing to be staring at the samurai, he was actually observing his surroundings.
In front of him stood the samurai, to the not so far off right corner was that awful saw...spinning crazily in the dark corner. Had the samurai seen the saw yet? Now was the time to find out. Now looking at the samurai, the Unknown slowly pulled the chainsaw to his left hand and gave it full throttle. He then began walking towards the samurai, the drill on his stomach still spinning.
The creature held the chainsaw in his left hand straight out in front of him, the edge of the chainsaw turned, pointing in the samurai's direction. The samurai was in a difficult position at this point, that is, if he was unaware of the saw blade in the ground to the right. Though the Unknown's plan was not flawless, it would take a quick and rational decision for the samurai to escape, for he was now faced with three threats. The chainsaw roaring to his left, the saw blade in the right hand corner and the drill spinning on the creature's stomach in front of him. The creature walked slowly towards him, away from the light and into the dreaded darkness of the chamber....would there soon be the fresh blood of this samurai to accompany the old that was splattered about this room?
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