histórias de Zmobie

My purpose in this world was done, I had killed my killer. I never imagined I would live to say that – or die to say it; I began to unravel, my body dissolving in a swirl of flesh. I felt no pain, only deep pleasure as I faded, my soul finally free from the grasp of this world, and I passed on, into the oblivion, into the void...

A nice regular morning is what everyone thought, it was a bright sunny day, and even a Friday, i mean what could go wrong on a Friday. Well apparently alot of things.. I'm Angela Wilson and I am a model for a 5 star magazine inleast I used to be, now all that matters if your dead or alive or if your healthy or hurt. Let's just say my life just went from perfect to crap.