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Death is an easy escape,she thought,standing at the edge of the cliff Screaming,she woke up in another world-a world of unthinkable pain.
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"Mmm," she mumbled, as she served him home-cooked dinner. He didn't know the appetizers included cut and baked tongues of former lovers.
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Sibling rivalry is pretty common, but this is odd and unthinkable - she took her brother to the woods, cut him up and COOKED him!!
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It was all fine till the last act. That's when the boy who played the ghost vanished into thin air right in front of everyone's eyes.
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And afterwards, every woman he murdered reminded him of the only woman he had ever loved: his wife; his first victim.
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She sensed him. "Are you there?" she asked. "Yes" came his reply from the air. He materialized, his head still a bloody pulp.
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I won't say the psychotherapist's methods were questionable or unthinkable; but you be the judge - you stop whinin or your kid gets shot.
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DNA alteration was pure fiction a few years ago. But today, its consequences include homicidal rage. So far, there's no law against it.
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My first murder was flawless. I used a sword! It neatly sliced through his neck, his heart, & out his stomach. Came out clean as a cake!
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The heart was still beating. I was growing impatient. How long do I have to wait before it stops, and I can add it to my lobster gravy!
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At first, I bit into his shoulder in the heat of the moment, you know...
But then I tasted the blood.
I didn't even hear his screams!
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