The intricacies of my insanity
where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity…
Jordan lets go of the twelve-inch blade and the decapitated head with a gasp, his bottom lip trembles sporadically as he stares at his blood covered hands. His left eye twitches as he stares around the room at the others, as they all too come out of their walking comas.
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