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COLE "I don't think that was necessary, dad. We could have just tortured him more," Carl exclaimed, his eyes piercing deep into the dead body. "And do you think I killed him? He is a werewolf, so he is still unconscious since I didn't sink my claws into his throat." I rolled my eyes and scoffed at Carl's remark. Really? Kemper wouldn't have explained it to him. Carl always acted differently; not a violent type of person. What I meant by that is that he doesn't like killing instantly, not that he hasn't killed anyone. All of us present in this room have killed a soul, and we are not f*****g innocent. But this dude acts like he is, which disgusts me. If we ever get into a fight, I always get blamed. He f*****g makes my skin crawl. I do prefer partnering with Cray, at least. Not that

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