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The masks. The black hoodies and the masks.
“Night, Little Monster.”
“Own who you are,” he commanded. “And don’t apologize. Do you understand? Own it or it will own you.”
To have a little fucking fun before I died.
“Run all you want, Little Monster,” he said, sounding like a threat. “We’re faster.”
“When you want to make an impression and you think you’ve gone far enough, go a little further. Always leave them wondering if you’re just a little bit crazy, and people will never fuck with you again.”
