They lay before me, pummelled, broken, dead. Wow, I thought. It was a true testament to the absolute power of my will. I'd had every confidence it would work. And it had. Here I stood. There they lay. Pummelled, broken and dead. I was fully satisfied that my nights and mornings would now be peaceful and quiet. I grinned. I hadn't even laid a finger on them. They had done it all to themselves. Nasty neighbours. I laughed. I was proud. My possessor and I were now one single being. I was free. He was not. He had chosen poorly.
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Daniel Lee Peach
Writer and game developer. Fan of horror. Proponent of freewriting. Most things on here are conceived and written in under an hour and only edited for mistakes.
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