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Video Games were his release. Kyle could yield to his base impulses, taking out frustrations by unleashing pain and destruction. One day, when he was furious with Dad for telling him to do his homework, he found a new game: “Ultra-Realistic Murder Sim.” He pictured his father as the helpless virtual victim at his mercy. Kyle cooked him with a flamethrower until his skin had bubbled off, and his eyes popped like air bubbles in a frying egg.
Kyle closed his computer and smirked smugly. From downstairs, he heard his dad complain about how hot his skin was suddenly becoming...


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