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bottom, getting rid of any trace of him, his blood, and all the instruments I used to torture and dismember him, I throw them in the fire along with his charred remains. I light a smoke and watch the blaze swirl into the sky, the tiny stars twinkling above giving off little hope that there's something above looking down on me. Fucking bullshit, that's all it is. The smell of burning flesh consumes the air around me, but I welcome it. I stand in the backyard for a while, thinking about what my next move is now that this fucker is gone, knowing there's still one more fucker that I need to get rid of. I get the chills knowing that same fucker is most likely watching me right now. But I'm a fuc
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