Their faces were mere inches apart, eyes locked transmitting rage as visible as the dust motes swirling around their heads. She smelled his rotting gums, sweat-drenched shirt, and greasy hair.
Neither one blinked.
He spoke to keep from flinching. "You're a freak."
"It's a secret society," she hissed. We recognize each other, don't we?" She expected him to strike at that moment, but he didn't.
"When I start the killing, you're going to be the first to go. I'll take my time with you."
A slight smile graced her lips even as she clenched her teeth. She raised her chin as if in further defiance. "We'll see about that." Then she slammed her forehead into his nose.
Neither one blinked.
He spoke to keep from flinching. "You're a freak."
"It's a secret society," she hissed. We recognize each other, don't we?" She expected him to strike at that moment, but he didn't.
"When I start the killing, you're going to be the first to go. I'll take my time with you."
A slight smile graced her lips even as she clenched her teeth. She raised her chin as if in further defiance. "We'll see about that." Then she slammed her forehead into his nose.
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