With the barrel of the revolver pressed against his head, a smile crawled across his face, making the corners of his mouth wrinkle. He tilted his head back and gave out a small chuckle of satisfaction. Never had he felt so alive until he was this close to death. This was living, he thought. Another chuckle escaped his mouth. He closed his eyes and tightened his grip on the gun in his bony hand. His finger on the trigger...
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Ascent to Insanity
Random"Such a tragedy..." A stranger said viewing the remains of the crime scene. Behind the stranger, a man cracked a smile as a tear slid down his cheek.
