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The Slaves are singing a new song- a song of Rebellion. Yesterday, our reporter was going to the famed gladiator school about three miles to the south of Rome. As he was entering the grounds, he saw slaves pouring out of every crook and nanny, and immediately pulled the “In case of Rebellion” and ran towards a decent hiding place. As he was making his way carefully to a decent peephole as his hiding place, he saw a slave, big burly looking guy with a six pack murder his trainer by drowning by him in mystery meat soup of the day and then beating his brains out with a dull butcher’s knife and then squishing the mess that came out of his brain with his bare feet. Our source went on to hide in the decent looking peephole and went on to witness the ultimate pwning of the guards posted there. One of the guards was even skinned alive and then forced to fight another guard armed with a burning torch. The source eventually passed out from the gore and blood. We picked him up the next day.