Before the match began, Hamlet apologized to me publicly for the wrongdoings he has dealt me and my family. I lied and only half-heartedly accepted the apology and proceeded with the scheme to kill Hamlet. I eventually wounded Hamlet with the poisoned sword. In a short scuffle, the swords are quickly switched. Hamlet wounded me on a cheap shot using my own poisoned blade. I am now sitting here on the ground dying very slowly and painfully. I should have never gone through with King Claudius's plans in the first place, as it brought about my own demise.
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