N-No...D-Don't...G-Get...
*He could see it. The shears, glinting in the low light, the scent of blood high in the air...
It came closer.
And still, Alphonse kept by the wall...and yet.......................
The scissors surged forward...and Al holds onto his head, sobbing...*
GET AWAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
...
*As Al yells this
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