The Golden Suspect

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The blade is in your hand. It is wet. You are screaming. You are in the cellar. The air is thick. It tastes of damp stone and old iron. You are holding the knife. You are holding your mother’s hand. She is dead. No. She is not dead. She is bleeding. The blood is hot. It is bright red. It is on your fingers. It is on your face. You are shaking. You cannot stop shaking. The door opens. Light...

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