Defect
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MatureComplete Tue, Apr 18, 20172h 11m
Evan Winters has a problem. He feels the urge to kill. He does his best to fight it, but, little by little, he's losing control. Can anyone help him before he reaches the point of no return? **This short story is complete.**
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