8.
It has been quiet.
Tseng and that little boy are no longer here. Pity. They were growing to be quite useful. And I assuredly have not killed them yet.
Now this place looks more to my needs.
The urge to kill comes and goes. I do wonder.
Tseng and that little boy are no longer here. Pity. They were growing to be quite useful. And I assuredly have not killed them yet.
Now this place looks more to my needs.
The urge to kill comes and goes. I do wonder.