i feel the boots walk all over my body
squishing in my blood
why do i let this happen
other assert for gain
i un-assert and die
andrew
he blindly gropes his way across the room
barely stumbling over the body on the ground
he turns and looks at the boot prints left behind
admiring the patterns left in the blood
gazing down at his own corpse on the floor
the knife clutched in his hand
eileens reply
its more he looks to the ultimate advantage
if theres some blood
and its his own
he goes there every day regardless
andrews reply