The blood, the gore, the filth, the screams, my mind was awash with thoughts of the horror I just witnessed.
As I looked at my crimson stained hands, I knew, I wanted more.
The blood, the gore, the filth, the screams, my mind was awash with thoughts of the horror I just witnessed.
As I looked at my crimson stained hands, I knew, I wanted more.
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