A smile crept onto her lips as she stared at her blood-stained hands. Her Cold Blood with the desire to kill coursing through her veins. They were dead... they were all dead at last! She smirked, oh how she loved that word. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead... Was she dead too? *Warning!: this story might be a tad bit unsettling... or perhaps REALLY unsettling. Read at own risk. Don't say I didn't warn you.* Horror ~ #633All Rights Reserved