Creepy pasta: Insanity; It's Either a Blessing or a Curse.
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Last published Wed, Apr 1, 2026
The body fell limp into my lap, the blood already drying and caking over me and the now dead girl. I shivered when I heard him speak, his voice calm yet holding a dangerous edge to it. "It won't be your last kill. Use the insanity, feed it and you won't get hurt."
I could feel it in me. The craziness. It swept through my body, charging my blood and kicking out any rational and serious thought.
I knew that maybe I should have felt bad, should have felt anything but I didn't. And the fact that I didn't worried me but then I stopped.
Living in a house full of serial killers, one was going to go a little loopy right?
Crimson Dante was just an ordinary girl. That was, until she met some crazy killers that wanted more than just her body.
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