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Blood

Blood tastes......

Good

My mind ran with this thought as I ripped the bastards to shreds. I panted heavily, my hair caked in blood fell into my face as blood covered my arms and half my face. My chest heaved as I lifted my head. I saw what I had done.

I became what my mother wanted me to.

I became a monster.

A thoughtless killing machine with no morals.

And it felt good.

Why does it feel good.

I heard the door open and before I could look.....

A bullet pierced my chest.

I spat out some blood, smelling it against my mask as I fell to the floor.

I cant feel anything. Why can't I feel anything.

Why is it so cold?

Why is the world growing dark?

Why can't I move?

What's

Happening.

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