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Limping Through the Fire
I often wish they sold silence on iTunes so I could walk around listening to it turned right up and drown out all the noise.
Residential Developments
It was a neighbor who contacted me, purportedly out of the goodness of her heart.
Compliance
All I can see is a bright, angry red.
Surviving the Flood
Carol had pissed the bed again.
Release Date: Indeterminate
He lowered his body into the bathtub, gripping the sides and allowing the tepid water to lap around his body, taking great care to look straight ahead, not wanting to catch even a glimpse of the abomination that was his own naked body.
Pit Stop
It was right outside the gas station that I hit the guy.
patrol 3: room
“Did we win?” I ask while the blinders keep my eyes focused on a computer-generated image of Cait Sith dirty dancing with Aerith, the standard treatment for “battle fatigue.”
Impossible
We were huddled there together, not really sure what to do.
esc.
There’s never more than one bird in a painting on the wall of a mental health center.
Memories from Hell
It was dark.