H.F. Kilmartin
Hi! I'm a young teen who loved writing! I don't know what to say, so... hi!
H.F. Kilmartin
Hi! I'm a young teen who loved writing! I don't know what to say, so... hi!
Hi! I'm a young teen who loved writing! I don't know what to say, so... hi!
Hi! I'm a young teen who loved writing! I don't know what to say, so... hi!
"Leave a handprint," The first man directed.
"Why on earth would we do that?"
"You know - a calling card type thing."
The woman, tall and slick in her protective suit, brought her gloved hand to the wall above the body. Once she withdrew her hand, a dark red print was left. It dripped with the blood of the man lying below.
"Awesome," Someone muttered in a voice that suggested this was all a sick v...