If you want vampires and werewolves, faeries, fallen angels or zombies, you won't find them here. I know a real-life monster.
On the morning the last Lisbon daughter took her turn at suicide__t was Mary this time, and sleeping pills, like Therese__he two paramedics arrived at the house knowing exactly where the knife drawer was, and the gas oven, and the beam in the basement from which it was possible to tie a rope.
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On the morning the last Lisbon daughter took her turn at suicide__t was Mary this time, and sleeping pills, like Therese__he two paramedics arrived at the house knowing exactly where the knife drawer was, and the gas oven, and the beam in the basement from which it was possible to tie a rope.
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