"Dear lord, I never thought that I could afford the emotional taxation but I'm feeling a sort of elation. Thinking of ridding this world of a demon in which our community can not absorb makes me feel giddy. Please forgive me, for I am about to sin, Please help me rehabilitate back into my life."

       The man's prayers had ended and he had receded back into his manic state but alas the impact of his actions had hit him quite late.
          He walked to the altar in which his demonic deed was about to unfold, horrors untold, his will easily broken like reed.
       Go on, boy, place your head within the noose for if we wait any longer my demons might run loose.  
   Alix with an odd spring in his step had placed his head happily and breathed out ready for his eternal rest.

With a slam the axe that the man had brought will soon leave the boys head wrought on the damn floor.


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