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Skin Deep #124


His father finally returned from the pub. Entering the front door into the darkness of the hallway, he was surprised to see Rufus. He started “What’re you..”, but got no further as a carving knife powered up under his ribcage into his heart from below.

Rufus would have preferred to make him suffer first, but nothing’s ever perfect. He dragged the body into the living room, carefully arranging it next to the woman's. Rufus firmly pressed the handle of the knife into her right hand, smothering it with her fingerprints.

When completely satisfied, Rufus left quickly through the back door.

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