What Was Buried That Night
came running back, slightly out of breath.
Completely unaware of the situation, he reported loudly, almost proudly,
"Mr. Smith! It's done! Just like you ordered, I dumped the old lady into the septic tank behind the hill. Fast and efficient!"
Hearing that, the last thread of sanity in Nash's mind snapped.
"What… what have I done…"
He grabbed his head with both hands, collapsing like a wounded animal, crying out in despair.
Watching him like that, I felt nothing.
No sympathy. No pity.
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