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The time he dreaded came at last. He heard the sound of footsteps making their way down the hall. John's heartbeat was faster and faster, sweat poured out from all over him. He clenched his bed and cried, "They are coming for me." Then there was a loud knock at the door, and a stern voice said, "It's time to go." The guards put handcuffs on him and they started walking down the hall to where his fate awaited. John cried with deep remorse but knew his destiny would not be changed.
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