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Wizardmon struggled to breathe in the water, his own blood was around him. He had gotten caught in the washer's spinner and his cheast was torn.
"God....someone...help me...." He gagged. He felt his vision fadeing. He coughed and realised the water was draining out. Someone opened the washer. Greg's head popped over the opening. "You're still in here..." He snapped. "Get out...before my mom sees..." Wizardmon shakilly stood to his feet and fell into Greg's cheast. Greg looked down at him; a soaked bloody mess on his shirt. He thought of his friend. a bloodied corpse on the ground. His eyes began to water. His eyes turned cold as he looked down at him. "Get up you fool" He dropped him on to the ground. Wizardmon looked up weakly. He noticed the tears in his eyes. "Get up I said...Now" Greg growled, bringing the whip down on his wounds. "Are you really that weak" Wizardmon noticed Greg shaking a bit as he talked, he saw tears falling onto the ground. "You.. have to be stronger.."
"Master?" Wizardmon muttered. Greg glared down at him.
"Get fixed up... I'll be back for you in ten minutes" Greg growled and ran out of the room, crying.

Description
Wizardmon struggled to breathe in the water, his own blood was around him. He had gotten caught in the washer's spinner and his cheast was torn.
"God....someone...help me...." He gagged. He felt his vision fadeing. He coughed and realised the water was draining out. Someone opened the washer. Greg's head popped over the opening. "You're still in here..." He snapped. "Get out...before my mom sees..." Wizardmon shakilly stood to his feet and fell into Greg's cheast. Greg looked down at him; a soaked bloody mess on his shirt. He thought of his friend. a bloodied corpse on the ground. His eyes began to water. His eyes turned cold as he looked down at him. "Get up you fool" He dropped him on to the ground. Wizardmon looked up weakly. He noticed the tears in his eyes. "Get up I said...Now" Greg growled, bringing the whip down on his wounds. "Are you really that weak" Wizardmon noticed Greg shaking a bit as he talked, he saw tears falling onto the ground. "You.. have to be stronger.."
"Master?" Wizardmon muttered. Greg glared down at him.
"Get fixed up... I'll be back for you in ten minutes" Greg growled and ran out of the room, crying.