Prologue

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Nothing can compare to the way you kill me.

My life started to end the day that I met Phil Lester. He was the shy guy, the always keeping to himself guy. Although they were for very good reasons, it still put me off. Phil was, and still is for that matter, a good person. He was just trying to do the right things in a very wrong way. He had this lust towards corrupted, evil people. He likes to get to know them, know their secrets. Some may call him crazy, obsessed even. I call him the serial killer that I fell in love with. Phil's biggest success, however, was me. Although I am still alive, I am no longer living. He took me and tore me to pieces and threw me away. I am now just a corpse walking familiar grounds.

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