Like most bad ideas, it started with alcohol.

When you go to sleep, where do you really go?

A voice flat enough to fit under a door crack.

Never trust a pretty girl with an ugly secret.

It doesn't cost anything to pay attention.

The sweetest smiles hold the darkest secrets...

Dreading dusk, fearing night, praying for dawn.

Sal turned, an eye stalk hanging from his teeth.

A good book is a good place to go..... to dream!

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Death lurked everywhere. Death was alive and well.

It is said that in death, all things become clear.

People who go to jail breed people who go to jail.

Had a big trial. It was like an Errol Flynn movie.