November 2016

The camcorder had remained on her dresser, aimed at her bed, since the role-play fiasco several months prior.  Other distractions kept her from doing much straightening up around the house.  She ordered Xander to sit down in the chair next to her bed and turned the device slightly to the right, hoping the adjustment was enough to capture his image. 

She lit a few candles to illuminate the room and plopped down on the center of the bed to maintain a degree of distance from him.  “I need to know why?”

“Can you elaborate for me?”

“Why did you kill all of those people?”

“I suppose I should start my story at the beginning to make you understand.”

“All right.”  She prompted him on when he...

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