Willie’sFurypt3 : CRACKED : HOTFLASH

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Willie’s Fury Pt3 

Willie finished his work for the day.

The woman hung from her hands, legs to weak to stand. In a daze she looked at the cracked concrete floor.

She realized the red fluid was hers. She whimpered,

“I’m cracked, mom.”. Willie laughed, “Everyone is, except me.

The world is

cracked.”.

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Willie’s Fury PT2:FLASH WORD:MIND

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The fury cruised away the tail lights illuminated a single red high heel until Willie turned a corner. The shoe was in the darkness of the early morning. In the garage he opened the trunk, dragged her down the stairs leading to the sound proofed chamber under his basement. Her head hit the floor as he dropped her, “Mind your head.” Shackled, gagged she regained consciousness. Willie noticed she awoke. “Don’t mind the smell. Put the thought of rescue or escape out of your mind.” He picks up sharp rusty implements, “This is going to hurt, but you won’t mind.”

 

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DOWN

down

DOWN:

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“You are going way down.”

Give up just stay down.”

“Nothing for you, keep down.”

“Can’t escape, too deep down.”

“Don’t look up, head down.”

“Why go back, tread down.”

“Need no sky, look down.

“Hey you’re being shook down!”

“Look up here, not down.”

“Understand how you got down.”

“Think, up. Don’t feed down.”

 “Mind state doesn’t need down.”

“Take my hand. Defeat down.”

“Now pull. Negativity retreats down.”

“For now you’ve beaten down”

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