How did I find my way here? It wasn’t supposed to be this way, was it? Looking down at my hands, I see them holding my glistening entrails, piled and ropey. I cough, and a spray of blood erupts from my lips. “You’ll soon see it all,” a raspy voice utters. From the shadows she …
Her father looked over the mess she had made. She could tell by the look on his face he was disappointed. She hated that look. "Oh honey, I remember the first time I tried to cut up a body," he kicked at the partially severed arm, "It's not easy, that's for sure, but what you …
