Dying continued...

The landlord knocked on Debra's door for the third time.  Smoking a cig, the man was starting to get very annoyed by her.         "Hey lady, you have to pay the rent!" demanded the man.       No sound came out of the apartment.      The landlord had had enough.  He took out his key ring and looked for the key of apartment 26C.  Once he found it, he roughly jammed the key in the keyhole and violently opened the door.  The landlord took one step inside.  Suddenly he was surrounded by this foul and musty smell.  He quickly ran out of the room and started to gag on his own vomit.       "Jesus, what the fuck is that?!"  he asked himself.       He decided to go in and try to find out what that smell was inside.  The landlord took off his shirt and placed it over his nose and mouth.  He tried again.  It was very quiet in the apartment.  The man looked in the kitchen, but found nothing.  He headed for the living room.  Nothing.  He was about to go into the bedroom when out came October.  She sounded very defensive.       "Here kitty, come here," said the man.       October backed away from him and hissed.  They stared at each other for a while.  The man didn't understand what was going on.  Finally the cat went back into the bedroom.  The landlord followed.  The smell got stronger as he went inside.  His eyes were tearing up.  He started to gag again.       He saw a great amount of blood on the floor and beside it was an x-acto knife.   As the landlord started to get closer towards the dry stain, October meowed at him. He turned and saw someone's leg coming out of the tub in the bathroom.  It was pale blue.      The man slowly headed for the bathroom.  The closer he got, the more frightened he became.  What was in there, he thought.  The man gasped.  He couldn't believe what was there.  Debra had turned blue and purple.  Her eyes were wide open.  Her feet looked eaten.  The landlord turned to the cat.       October looked at him and started to take a chunk out of Deb's toe.       The man turned away and vomited on the floor.  He couldn't believe what was happening.  He ran out and looked for help.        In a rush the police came to investigate.  An officer had found newspapers hidden under the bed.  The headlines read:       "Man Slain by Girlfriend"      "Girlfriend Awaiting Trial"      "Local Girl Missing"      "Adam's Murderer Missing"       Debra had killed Adam after she caught him and Karen in bed.  That same night, Debra came back to settle things with Adam.  She brought her x-acto knife with her.  They both got into a fight.  Adam turned away and started to leave the confrontation.  Deb rammed the knife in Adams back.  He turned and looked at her with surprised eyes.  She looked straight into his eyes and slahed his throat.  He fell to the ground...bleeding to death.       Karen came out and screamed at the sight of Adam.  She looked at Deb and froze.  She wanted to get away, but was too afriad to move.  Debra got closer and that's when it clicked for Karen to run, but it was too late.  She was slammed against the floor,  knocked unconscious.  Debra dragged Karen into her car.      Deb went for a little ride with Karen.  She was talking to her as if she were conscious.  Laughing and rememebering about the "good ol' times."  Debra arrived at her destination.  A cliff.  Gave Karen her condolences and started the car up.  Deb grabbed the gas tank she had in her trunk and poured it all over the car and Karen.  She lights the match and carefully places on Karen's chest.  The fire takes control rappidly.  Deb then tries to push the car over the cliff.  There is a little work, but she manages to make it happen.  As the car dropped like rock, Debra laughed.            She danced around the cliff as if she were a child who had accomplished something someone dared her to do.

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