Friday, November 25, 2005

#324 - Incident #001

I awaken from a dream. A peaceful dream. I am standing. I feel sticky. Blood. Blood everywhere. It's on my clothes, my skin, my hair. Even the walls bleed crimson. I look down and see her. She is naked, her pale skin slick with red. She twitches. She is so beautiful. Except, her pretty face is no more. A gaping cavity has taken its place. It is then I realize I am holding the axe. My sweet friend. Smiling, I fall back to sleep.

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