Seven: Seven Envisions Killing A Rabid ChildI saw her slip in. She was making these dumb shadow puppets on the wall and trying to scare me. So I let her have her fun. Why spoil it? For a girl like Penny Longstocking, this was probably the most reckless thing she had ever done in her life.
I decided to entertain her with some clarinet music while I waited for her to get up enough nerve to make her presence known. Or I could blow out the candle and just leave her here. No, that would be cruel. Although if I did it, and she finally found her way out—all dirty, gross, and scared to death—she’d probably give me a big hug because she was so happy to be alive. Screech.
Damn, playing clarinet is harder than I thought. I’m getting nothing here. Oh, now with the hand shadows again. Really? Really
