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24 Hours [L.T]
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Murder.
Something we've all thought about without realizing it, something that haunts us when we sleep, something that numbs us, for both the killer, and the victim self.
"If you had the chance to get away with murder for 24 hours, who would you kill?"
"Why would I want to kill somebody?"
He stands up from his leather chair and swiftly walks over to my side of the room, staring into my soul with his piercing blue eyes, into my hazel one's. He suddenly stops and stands inches away from my body, his face looking down at mine while we listen to each other's breathing.
"Because after that, you won't remember a thing."
WARNINGS⚠️: CONTAINS ABUSE, SELF HARM, USE OF DRUGS, VIOLENCE, EATING DISORDERS, MATURE CONTENT
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