This is just a mild story, not as gruesome or brutal as some other ideas I have, but I figured I should appeal to the broader audience, and then refine my work as I go along. “Where are you? XXX Blood seeped from her cracked skull, I had forgotten how heavy that hammer was, it wasn’t my intention to kill her so quickly, I rather enjoy screams of pain and terror. “Where am I?” The girl muttered as she looked around with half-open eyes. When I got out of the car I could hear moans of agony coming from my trunk. your average American Family, but that time has passed.
