FicWad

Death comes for us all in the end. Sometimes, it's brought on by the actions of our very own mind.

Repression blocks out your worst memories.

I've always wanted to kill people. But I can't go around saying that. Yet my desires are so strong. So I joined Special Forces.

Go back to a time you were more comfortable in.

Of course, I'll have to make this look like an accident.

I used to be a serial killer. Maybe you've heard of me.

Sometimes, forming an alliance with people and thinking you can trust them, identifying with them, can be dangerous.