Marian
“You’re such a b***h Marian.”
I turned back to look at Martin, the shock and indignation clear on my face.
“I’m a b***h? Me?! I’M A b***h MARTIN?! You decided that you were going to sacrifice my daughter so that you could have the powers of a god. You are so self-absorbed and manipulative. How dare you. But that’s ok. Because now you get to watch everything you worked for, come crashing down around you. And yours truly, the b***h, is responsible.”
Giving him a last look of disdain, I moved around the party, slitting the throats of every commune member I could see. Some of them didn’t even stir as I slid the knife over their jugular. Their blood gushed out and soaked the ground and the people laying next to them. Others, who hadn’t drunk all of their punch, stirred slightly but
