The Name
The light flickered as small, innocent Eve left the cold, bloody room, she left with a shocked gasp glued to her face as she crawled out. That night when the police questioned her she managed a name, and only a name. Who was Rose? What happened? Natalia, in truth, hadn’t done anything, but even that was too much for young Eve, a few raspy words whispered from Natalia’s slit throat would have been better than just sitting there, gazing into the cobwebby corner. Natalia shouldn’t have trusted Rose, that name was now permanently glued in Eve’s young mind. Why did Natalia trust Rose?








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