“Gutter trash always seem to have something more to say. Denial maybe, obscenities even. But you, you have none of these. Yet you still stole my work and called it your own, did you not?” He says as he gently runs the knifes blade across both sides of Wesley’s face.
Find the extended version in Dismembered Tales And Entrails Volume 4


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