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*Bounces ball at the ceiling...the ceiling plate crashes on her head* "God damn it!!" *Rubbing her head, she picks up the ball, and throws it harder, then watches it bounce, knocking over lamps, vases, and wrecking things, thenit hits her harder in teh head. Enraged, she throws it out the window, it breaks through, hits an old guy in the head, he passes ou tfrom concussion, the ball comes flying back into the window, hiting her int the stomach. pissed as hell, she gets up, puts ball outside then gets it with the weed whacker..then--...then...teh neighbors dog got hit and the fucker came after meh..and tehn I climb-ed into this twee, and threw branches at the dog, then the owner came and shot at me, so I went and got me D.E., adn fired 60 rounds at him...tehn his neighbors called the cops while I went into this house, cut my finger, and found-ed a coffin. I burned the coffin with my lighter and a can of deoderant, adn a vampire came out, and I staked it 'cause of teritorial rights...then I forgets what happened after that...

I was in a house...somewhere, hell, I dunno. I'm playing with some shiny piece of string. All I know is that I'm bored as hell, and there's some kid in a nearby couch, relaxing. I pick up the string, only to drop it, immediately. When I look at my left hand there's blood gushing out, and around 200 threading needles sticking out evrywhere...on my palm, and back of my hand. I sit on th ecouch and pick some of them out. Afterwards, I walk over to the kid, and he says "You got them in there deep, didn't ya'?" I look down at the floor, and sigh...he laughs and as I clench my fist, the biggest needle across my middle knuckle goes through the skin to my other knuckle. I yelp in pain as I push it forward, then slide it out through the other side, sliding it out, ripping the knuckle up, and out of place. I drink the blood gushing out from my knuckle as I go to sit back down on the couch, adn finish taking out the rest of the needles. Hours later, th ekid leaves the room, and I'm down to around 15 needles. Balthazaar walks in and sits beside me, picking up my hand, holding it, and me and caressing my hand. As he caresses my hand he starts to bite my neck...then a few minutes later, we get up, and he starts walking me home. As we're walking down the street, I try to reopen the wound on my knuckle to let him drink from it. I keep trying, only to fail. Balthazaar tells me not to worry about it so much, so I don't. The next thing I knew, I was on the ground, he was over me, and he was telling me how sexy I was, and that he wanted to kill me because of that. Then, right when he was about to drain my body...the alarm goes off.