THE DEVIL'S STAGE

KHYME'S POV:

Familiar darkness. The cell, a womb. Quiet. Here, I could think. Outside? A distant hum. Irrelevant.

I found myself smiling in the silence. Prawit's face. I replayed it in the dark. The mouth open, screaming nothing as the flames took him. My masterpiece. A perfect, beautiful end....

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