"They say the last thing you see before an ogre kills you, is the reflection in his eyes of you dying. What they don’t tell you is that the ogre has the most mesmerizing eyes you've ever seen and that you somehow care for him even though he’s clearly never cared for anyone or anything. Yeah, they don’t tell you that…" What would you do if there was a series of murders in your small town? What would you do if you think some of the closest people to you are involved? This is the story of Amber, and how she answered these questions... ________________________________ Sorry guys. I kind of suck at descriptions. WARNING: This story contains curse words and sexual imagery.All Rights Reserved