The Screaming Killer

Lito sees the crying man come. Face twisted in some bone-depatriate as he lunges at him. The relief he had felt, the momentary elation of seeing another human face in this dreadful labyrinth, evaporates in an instant,. replaced by a sick familiarity and bitter deja vu of a cycle repeating itself once again. He can feel them below him. The dead and the dying, murdered by Lito's clumsiness his rash and destructive rage. His whole body is slamming into the dark, in the septile carpet that covers the floor. Even the tears that Lito sheds in grief will fall and drown his friends.

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