Death Becomes Her


Ice-cold rain pelted Jem’s cheeks. She inched forward, her eyes glued to the inverted body lying on the ground.

Little by little, the person’s visage grew clearer.

A strangled cry burst from her lips. “Oh, god!”

Minnie lay before her, her body drained of its blood. Pieces of her flesh were scattered across the ground.

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