After My Bloody Valentine

Sunday, April 04, 2010

The school is at the edge of the city, biked through many tree lined avenues and surburban enclosed areas, alley ways, and round abouts. Held hostage in a room, at a school with many others. Church people? Parents for PTA meeting? One by one we try to escape. The kidnapper lets us go because we are going to die anyway. Dad and I decide to give it a go, when fashion designer KL goes mad and pulls a string from the ceiling, and it slashes the girls at the back into pieces. They are screaming, dying.
Strangely, did not feel too scared...

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