It was such an unexpected and genuine smile that if I only had a soul I'm sure I would have felt quite guilty.
I really am guilty, of many somethings, all of them lethal and very enjoyable and technically not quite legal.
I'm a very neat monster.
Stop the nurse like the monkey.
Could this be the Apocalypse ?
Weren't we all crazy in our sleep? What was sleep, after all, but the process by which we dumped our insanity into a dark subconscious pit and came out on the other side ready to eat cereal instead of our neighbor's children?