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Tom was hot on Jerry's tail, chasing him around the backyard with a vengeance. The little mouse scurried inside the house, darting into the kitchen. In a flash, Jerry grabbed a sharp knife from the counter.
As Tom burst into the room, Jerry brandished the blade. The cat's eyes widened in surprise, but he quickly recovered and lunged at the mouse. Jerry stabbed Tom's paw, drawing first blood. Tom yowled in pain and anger, his face contorting with rage.
With a mighty swipe, Tom knocked the knife from Jerry's grip and seized the mouse by the scruff of his neck. A wicked grin spread across the cat's face as he licked his chops, savoring the moment.
Jerry trembled in fear, his tiny heart pounding. Tom dragged him to the living room and fetched a ball of knitting yarn. With expert knots, he tied Jerry's paws behind his back and bound his legs tightly. The helpless mouse was laid face down on the carpet.
Tom raced outside and returned with a heavy rock, his eyes gleaming with malice. He placed the stone near Jerry's head, ready to deliver the final blow.
"This is it, Jerry." Tom growled. "After all those losses, I'm finally going to win. This is my W."
Tom raised the rock high above his head, ready to smash it down on the terrified mouse. Jerry struggled against his bonds, desperate to escape, but it was no use. With a mighty crash, Tom brought the rock down on Jerry's skull, again and again, until the mouse lay still and lifeless.
Tom stood over the bloody remains, a look of grim satisfaction on his face. "No more Jerry." he declared. "Now I can live in peace."