As our hero, "Knifehand", navigated the desolate wasteland, the cacophony of clashing blades grew louder, a maelstrom of metallic mayhem that threatened to consume him whole.
He stumbled upon a hidden underground bunker, a fortress of steel and concrete, where the inhabitants were as mad as the knives that clanged against each other.
"Welcome, Knifehand," one of the inhabitants, a hunchbacked figure with a penchant for leather aprons, spat out a wad of chewing tobacco juice. "We've been expecting you."
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