...where I'm from?" He sneered. "Because I know where you're from. You're from normal. From OK. From decent." He turned to go, to leave you alone. As a last thought, he looked over his shoulder, his mouth curling up into a devilish grin.
"I'm from Hell."
You die.
Haha, edit me if 'h-e-double hockey sticks' is inappropriate. Just a quick little thing. c: You're dead.
"I'm from Hell."
You die.
Haha, edit me if 'h-e-double hockey sticks' is inappropriate. Just a quick little thing. c: You're dead.
