Chapter 2 Of Weakness We crept farther down the hallway and I squeezed Shane's hand. He looked down at me and whispered "this is your chance Angie, do it". I shivered, then leaned over the sleeping body and plunged the knife into its stomach. Tears rose in my eyes as I watched the blood seep out of the wound. Shane took the knife from my hand and stepped into the bathroom to wash it off. "I'm sorry". I whispered to the body when Shane was out of earshot. "I didn't want this, I'm sorry".
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