Isabella walks over in a seductive way to the sword and picks it up. She slides her hand across the blade.
"Don't worry, this won't hurt a bit" she says as she walks to you.
You think about what will happen in the next few moments. You get excited at the thought of rolling arcross the ground without a body. You try not to think about it though, to hide your "excitement" from the crowd. Isabella touches the side of your neck, as if marking where the cut will be.
"Here we go!" she says.
You stand there with anticipation of the blade. The wait is killing you as it swings. Then you feel it, the blade passes into your neck. Moving through softly, no resistance. The sword exits, fully separating your head and body. Then...
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