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"you have family, t h e o. that's much more important than me." she hoped that she could sugarcoat her way out of her current situation.

the crazed young man shook his head. "you're all i have, e m m a. everyone else is... gone."

"gone... how?"

"dead." he almost sounded resentful, or relieved by the news.

"oh. how?" maybe if she stalled him long enough somebody would come for her, save her, and he would no longer be in her life.

"me." the two letter word was simple, but terrifying.

"what do you mean?"

"what i mean is that i killed

t  h  e  m  ."

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