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September 1999

Incessant rain hammers against the window – a clap of thunder rings out. It doesn’t wake him.

One strike to his head, so he doesn’t fight back – but now he wakes, dazed – tries to speak – no words come out.

I plunge the knife deep into his flesh – once, twice, three times. The blood sprays and spurts like a bright red fountain, covering me – metallic on my lips.

He’s holding on to life – too young to die – refusing to let go, reaching up to me, eyes pleading. He thinks I’ll stop. Poor Ronan.

I lurch forward. The knife goes in one final time – deeper, and I twist, hearing his ribs crack.

They’ll know it’s me this time, but I don’t care.

Ronan Murphy deserves to die.