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Otter did not remember when she had fallen asleep, the last thing that she had remembered was drawing the symbol of her father on the wall in his crimson mess. She had been laughing the whole time, but it was not her laugh, Onyx had taken over her body completely whens he had begun to consume Dustin. She became a maniac and slashed up his body unbielevably brutal for a woman of her size. She was clawing and tearing away at his skin and his hair, literally pealing away his flesh from his body. She was still laughing like a maniac, the boasterous noise sounding like a man in his late twenties. "Otter" began to smear some of the blood onto her face and over her mouth and hair and eyes, completely entranced with it, as if it were her only way to cling to her normal life. She seemed to bathe in it on the plastic coated bed and for a while, she just lay there next to the unmoving corpse at her side, cackling away.

Eventually Onyx got ahold of himself, settling the laughter down to chuckles here and there. He whipped out Otter's dragon pocket knife and with a swift flick, he opened the sharp object and slid it down the humans side, a slow trail of blood following where her tounge traced. She shivered in pure delight but hissed when a sudden beam of light dared to blind her now black eyes. She/he hissed violently, showing off her sharpened teeth and clawing at the open air. She rushed over and drew the dark blanket over the crack, then returned to the bed. Her body cunt was beginning to stack up and she needed a place to store these rotting corpses. What better place then in a cemetary? Onyx nodded then closed the door behind him to the plastic room. Her mind shifted, now allowing Otter to come back in place of the sadistic psycho. She immediately collapsed on the hardwood floor to her apartment, it was just too much.