As I think.....I wounder....
Not of flounder but of thunder....
It barely hits my
Mind....where is killer not from Keller but to tell her that the killer is just inside the man's soul as he begs and whispers failed her....failed her...he just sat back and thought kill me? Kill me? The darkness surrounds the old fellow....he's below......below in the back of his mind.......
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DELERIOUM RUNWAY
Short StoryIt's a short story for others to read when you turn crazy