they're heading to where i used to live. the village. the house. the exact house. i hear voices. voices i recognize from years ago... i feel weak. i want to hurt them. i want to hurt them. i want to hurt them. i want to. but i can't. i don't want any more blood on my hands. especially when others can hear screams. that would only prove i'm a monster.
(lucid by @SLEEPYBEAR-123)
