““The darkness is thick enough to conceal the worst crimes, leaving behind nothing but the fading stench of burning flesh that creeps into our nose and dies inside our veins. I open the window a tiny bit, finding little comfort in the thought that the distant screams of pain would awake me. I would be strong enough to lull myself into believing it was just a dream. The blissful dream of a lonely heart that finds succor in the everlasting arms of a fantasy.””
