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Am I a hero or a villain? I think I know. I’ve killed a handful of girls, by proxy, but I figure it’s the killing that’s important.
No. I wanted to fuck her while she fully, in a very sane way, knew it was me. Intact Hannah. My angel Hannah. I needed her fixed enough to make this fun.
I want to mindfuck you, and to do that, I need a mind.”
The red of the carpet burn on her knees and elbows, the mess on her face, it all reminded me of exactly what she was: prey, collectable, nothing more.
Free puppet again. Pinocchio ain’t got nothing on me.
“Be you, girl, before I took you, before you came begging. Remember you.” The rasp in my voice was obvious. Think I had a new craving. “You know I can control you like a puppet. Thoughts, actions, all of it.”
I’m not a nice man. Nothing about me is nice. Hannah is the angel, not me.
*My name is Greta, and I’m going to show you the things he’s trying to hide. I’ll do it while you sleep. I think that will help with the upload.*
*Think of me as your hard drive. I remember for you when he tells you to forget.*
