"But the fear. My clothes still wet with blood. Hide, behind the trees. Crouch down, don't let anybody see. My bloody hands. My bloody mouth. In that barn, what had I done? Pushed that red raw mass into my mouth, felt it squish against my gums, the roof of my mouth, slick with crimson blood."
Not sure it's horror exactly, but this book sure is unsettling.
— Jun 18, 2018 09:11PM
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