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Before the fun begins
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  He's sitting roughly opposite to me. Calm and reflective and
confident. I'm going to kill him tonight. Yep, he's going to step out
of his precious little home, so warm and cosy, and i'll be waiting
for him in the shadow's death shroud. I've planned it all out really
carefully, mulling it over again and again-I can't fail. It will be
dark around the back of his house, he won't even see me at first.
I've selected my weapon. Nothing fancy or flash, i don't need that.
Just a simple claw hammer that i stole from some girl's shed. If i'm
lucky her finger prints will still be on it and she'll get the blame.
She has a motive, I don't. Perfect. I'll wear gloves so that my
prints won't show, just hers. He'll step out of his back door
tonight, then i'll emerge from nowhere and bash his head right in.
It'll make a real mess of his pretty-boy hair style. I'll smash his
skull into a million pieces.  I guess that I'll have to be really
careful though, as I've heard that putting someone's brain through
can be very messy, and all I want in the way of blood is a little
bit, for personal use. Well, it's nearly time to go home, him to his
and me to mine. I've got to push myself that little bit harder
tonight when i get home. Got to prepare myself. Tonight I'm taking my
anger out for a little exercise.

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