To Dream of Death

To Dream of Death

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She felt nothing when she raised the knife. No remorse, no regret. How could she? Some other force had leaked through, galvanized her form to its intent. As long as the job remained incomplete, "she" would not be herself. ~~~ A one-shot based on little other than self-gratuitous murder. Enjoy?
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**SECOND BOOK IN THE Dear My Sanity SERIES** "That explains a lot." "I bet it does." The mask prevents me from seeing her face but I can just tell she is smiling at me; at my misery. It makes me want to tear her apart limb from limb. But, I restrain myself. It would do me no good to waste energy with her. I got the information I wanted and now I have to go. My mom needs me. "Is that all?" I growl, smacking her hand away. "Yes, it is." "Good," And then I punch her in the face. ~*~*~

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