The bonds broke free! The demon-child was on his knees, crouched and ready for his first kill. He threw his arm out in an arc to cover the room. Blood droplets flew outwards to coat and contaminate. Blood that was taken from the chest of the boy’s own body when his fingers cut the skin. Blood slowly began to seep into the material of the shirt he wore. For the first time, the eyes of the boy focused upon Dr. Oliver. Calm yet murderous, those black eyes took the breath from the entire room.
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