Shower Horror: Difference between revisions

I found a part of myself there in that dark world. There are many of us here in it. I am happy now. It is eternal bliss, with every ripped throat and slashed chest, my bloodlust grows stronger. I long for that day that I finally bring an imperfect human into our perfect world. Actually, I figure that day is today. For about now, a child, named Dylan, is stepping out of his shower, and his urge to look into the mirror is growing. I just can't wait to swallow him with my empty eyes.

 

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