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Flames Between His Eyes Chapter One There is power in this room; I can feel it as I enter, embedded within the wall like diamonds in bedrock. I reach out to it, grasping it even as I complete my predatory stalk, ending directly before my newest victim. He is still; his face a statue carved from marble, an elegy to beauty made by some unknown artist. I smile, not a kind smile; I like them beautiful. It gives me a stronger power to break them when they have such potential within their exteriors...

Ticker tatter, ticker tatter 'Round by my head, Ticker tatter, ticker tatter Down beside the bed. Ticker tatter, ticker tatter Down on the floor, Ticker tatter, ticker tatter Heading out the door. Ticker tatter, ticker tatter Come with me, Ticker tatter, ticker tatter Soon you'll see. Ticker tatter, ticker tatter There I go, Ticker tatter, ticker tatter Don't you know. Ticker tatter, ticker tatter Goes the beat, Ticker tatter, ticker tatter Little mouse feet.

You’re cut and bleeding On the floor Your heart ripped out Of your breast And yet you cry: “Come back to me! I’m not dead, Not yet!” Your pain is there So clear to see, Throbbing and screaming Through your heart and mind. And yet you cry: “I still live And can still feel hurt So come back to me!” I’ve told you the truth From your side. But you will not see The pain he causes. For still you cry: “Come back to me For still I feel The warmth of life on my face!” Now look at you and him And look...