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“It’s called cortical blindness, Ms. Jones.” The voice sounded tinny. “It is often temporary–” Relief washed over her, but then he kept talking. “–but in your case, considering how your cranial trauma results from not only from the baseball bat, … Continue reading
“Now,” she said, grinning, moving towards her prey, reaching for him with her actual fists. “I don’t got fucking time to be delicate, so I’ma ask you some questions, n’I’m only gonna ask once. Get me?” The faintly gurgled response … Continue reading
Waking up in a bed was weird. It didn’t happen that often, these days. She opened her eyes, sticky and crusted with blood, and groaned at the obscene amount of sunlight in the room. Everything was quiet — the outside … Continue reading
You would not like the real me. I tell you this all the time. I tell you this as I take off my coat, my sweater, my mask, my face. I tell you this as I unzip my skin. I … Continue reading