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He’s been on the streets since eleven PM, and he hasn’t seen a single damn person...by intoothandclaw 700 words, 8 comments, on Apr 21 5:40 PM 2008. In Crime, Dark, Death, Horror, Murder, Serial killer, Short story, Songfic
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Hungry eyes flare brilliant amber in the yellow streetlight. The sound of his own claws ticking on the wet asphalt is exciting, stimulating; he shakes with the ringing sensation of his own power. 1 /
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Mary Jane stumbles, gulping stinging cold air into her burning lungs as she falls. The rough asphalt tears at her palm-pads. Distantly, dissociatively, she muses that she really ought to be grateful for the heavy scales beneaby intoothandclaw 1500 words, 2 comments, on Apr 18 11:40 AM 2008. In Abuse, Crime, Dark, Death, Fiction, First person, Horror, Murder
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Sometimes when you take your knife in hand, you just can't see anything to do with it but plunge it into someone. Right there, he's right tby intoothandclaw 1800 words, 6 comments, on Feb 22 2:23 AM 2008. In Dark, Death, Gore, Horror, Murder, Pain, Serial killer, Spiritual, Violence
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