He fell backwards, the girl with no face kept coming.
She woke up, read the note… Gone, will not return.
Tie me up, but not too hard. Spank me, gently.
The diagram of death drawn by death, and his mother.
Happy Hearts Co. Heart mending specialist. Never feel sad again.
Time froze as she screamed two words. I’m cumming.
God, please return my dad. That’s not who visits me.
“Fear not” he says, walking away with my dreams.
They cut the alligator open. The boy lie dead inside.
The door opens, a faceless girl, points at him.