ooc: It's an image challenge, but the muse got inspired. :P
“You’ve gotta stop.”
“You gotta split.” His voice was calm and even, despite the fact that his limbs felt strangely hollow, weak from the effort of his latest kill. The warmth of blood on his hands was invigorating, comforting.
“I’m not gonna let you keep doing this, man. She wouldn’t
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