Blood, blood everywhere. The fragrance of blood was making him dizzy, no, not the dizzy that one feels in fear, but the dizzy that one feels when he is ecstatic.
As he watched Rajeev's life leave his body, he felt the relief a drug addict nust have been feeling after laying his hands on drugs after ages. Murder was his drug, the one that filled his body with desires of being alive, of not giving up, of revenging his broken heart.
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