How to Kill a complete Stranger and Other Short Stories. “It was a deep dark dank hole which contained all the secrets of the earth. The soil, purging worms and grubs writhing filth in the rotten cavities and soft cushiony dirt , plump and swollen to the touch with moisture. The roots had been ripped and shorn to make way for the fleshy mannequin I had slung over my back. Bury all the vines covered by mouths whispers and sounds. Its possible you could have heard all this torment deep in my shoulder blades if you’d been there to listen.My eyes span nauseatingly around in my head and the urge to be violently sick tickled my throat. What you feel, is human, is killer, is real.”
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