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I knew it would be the preacher the instant his gait changed and became erratic, like a drunk man suffering a bout of vertigo.
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As I glanced down my gaze was met by kitty's adorable face, its eyes widened with anxiety, begging me to return home.
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I tried to inhale but the air expelled from my screaming had allowed my body to slide further down the narrowing passageway.
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[APR22] Scraping fat from skin all day had numbed my fingers so much that after stuffing the corpse and sewing up the torso I had to soak my fingers before proceeding with the face.
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“For dust you are, and to dust you shall return” drones the priest as he gestures the sign of the cross.
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Neither friends nor family believes me when I tell them that, until today, the mountains had ALWAYS been visible in the distance.
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The pitch-black silence is pierced by another dry, rumbling belch filling the confined space with the smell of rotting flesh.
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