Killing Curtis (b)

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Hey guys, this chapter is darker than usual, read at your own risk! This might cause you to have a horrifying nightmare at night!

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"Just kill me, you bastard!"

"Not so fast! You got to pay for your crimes," Elliot said, a crazy smile plastered on his face. It was a crazy smile, something less like a smile and more like a cry for help. The first time he took a human life, he realized that he didn't feel any nausea like so many others, nor did he feel any apprehension, fear, or bad at killing someone.