Friday, October 17, 2014

Patrick The Putrid Pumpkin: Part 3

October 17th 2014

The young one choked as she consumed my insides. I can feel myself collapsing from within and it brings me a sense of joy that only the truly damned could ever understand.

In two weeks time I shall be a former shell of myself. Darker in tone as well as spirit. But before I leave I will make sure that these people, my tormentors, will speak of me in hushed tones for generations to come. The eldest, a woman, sniffs me and gags.

I smile.

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