Status: His name was Malcolm Michael Graham and he rarely cleaned the blood from the blade.
His Knife
"I'm writing this from the car right now. It's been four months and thirteen days since I witnessed his first kill back in our apartment. His hunger to tame the anger grows with each town we pass through and I fear that one day, I will become another victim upon his knife. If this is true, I just need you to know that I was alive, and I was loved, and I loved him. Murderous rage and all, I really did.
My name is, or was, Hallie Michelle Banks. Stop him. Because if you find this, it means I couldn't."
Bloody knives and smug grins. Broken screams and bubbling laughter. His knife carved my heart out so tenderly.
My name is, or was, Hallie Michelle Banks. Stop him. Because if you find this, it means I couldn't."
Bloody knives and smug grins. Broken screams and bubbling laughter. His knife carved my heart out so tenderly.
