Extraits

I stare down at her in awe. She’s so beautiful, she’s like my own personal porcelain doll. I will keep her forever…

“I will never be yours. You are mine.”

“Every sick and depraved thing you’ve ever thought about in that beautifully twisted mind of yours is going to happen tonight, Coraline.”

My mind drifts to Coraline and I can’t help but wonder if she would like my kill. Would she admire the way the skin peels back from the flesh as it burns? Would she see the beauty in the act? My questions continue to go unanswered until I’m ready to face her.

My muscles jump and quiver with adrenaline and excitement. This is what I live for. The time in between each kill is just the commercials of my life, an interlude to the main event.

Can’t leave any traces behind. No. This show only ends when I say it does, and I’m not ready to part with it just yet.