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@Voldemint, When you reach for the soap, you grab a razor a scrape it across your chest, the blade is now stuck in your flesh. You call for help but are too astonished and woozy from blood loss to speak. You use your last strength to rip it out, draining the lat bit of blood you have, you slowly drift away into death
My razor stays in the shower (cause I don't have facial hair due to my femaleness) so this isn't even possible, and I'm still scared now.