When I was around 4 living in Hong Kong, the apartment building I lived in had a domestic dispute one afternoon. The man had chopped his wife and nephew with a butchers knife not killing but injuring them. The two trying to flee had ran to the elevator and blood was gushing out of both of them. A few minutes later the man realizing what was about to happen to him as police was on their way jumped from the 24th floor and turned himself into a nice warm meat paste. This was when my mom and I were walking by when she picked me up from pre-school. My mom quickly picked me up and brought me in the building so I didn't have to look at that anymore but a bloody elevator was waiting for us there.
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