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thought we’d be friends… but you’re not a real Christian.
Tanner remembered the Friday the 13th franchise. He had thought Jason was scary, but Jason had never tied campers up, beat them, and then left them to wallow in their own misery.
Rich was dragging Garrett with him. It was clear that both of Garrett’s legs had been broken. His busted legs jangled beneath him.
He lay in a gory pile. Mangled legs, decimated brains, fractured skull—
Lewis had allowed them to take Mac Pawther.
Jack and Rich were nine years old when they killed their babysitter.
Martha held her tongue and spread her legs wider, allowing Baylor to push himself deep into her soggy trench. Midway through their coital tussle, he heard her pray:
Both of her nipples had been violently chewed.
Most people complimented Jack’s athletic build, but Baylor was terrified of it.