“I’m going to break your back, and push your shit in.” Damon whispered in my ear before leading me back up stairs to the room we had been in before. What he didn’t know, was the breaking point. XXX What was Damon going to do? “Huh, for those of you four who say you’re truly sick, surely you’ve all had some experience?” Damon asked as he ran a large hand through his short, black, curly hair. Not a breath escaped the lips of those in the room, staring with horrified looks on their faces. “Man, you’re fucking crazy.” Chris uttered, as he slipped the cap off of the syringe. “Man, you’re fucking crazy.” Chris uttered, as he slipped the cap off of the syringe.
