Worm

No. I don’t want to kill anymore.

I keep reliving those deaths over and over. The thought, the memory, makes me physically sick. I can’t kill again. Just the idea makes me fall to my knees in sick weakness. It never ends. Nothing ever ends.

Could it end? Could it really end if I kill Vasily?

He’s not going to stop hunting me. He’ll hunt me to the end of the world, even if he has to jump over the edge to catch me. I can’t run. I’m too tired.

I think…

I think I have to kill him.

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I'm a Russian police lieutenant who has decided to take a chance. View all posts by Aleksandr Kirilenko

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