Mommy, I want one. How much for a Dragon?
Oh my god, she’s going to jump. Look… she’s flying.
They cut the alligator open. The boy lie dead inside.
You smell so good. You smell of death.
Meet your sister. What are those? Gills and a fishtail.
The door opens, a faceless girl, points at him.
“Fear not” he says, walking away with my dreams.
Night came and never left. The sun hasn’t risen since.
FREE FOOD. Killers only.
What’s that? A bible. No, that. A gun.