Death..." The voice dropped even more, black-gloved hands disappearing into the black folds of material. "Don't you feel — Richie Tankersley Cusick, Teacher's Pet
Death..." The voice dropped even more, black-gloved hands disappearing into the black folds of material. "Don't you feel — Richie Tankersley Cusick, Teacher's Pet
Death..." The voice dropped even more, black-gloved hands disappearing into the black folds of material. "Don't you feel — Richie Tankersley Cusick, Teacher's Pet
Death..." The voice dropped even more, black-gloved hands disappearing into the black folds of material. "Don't you feel — Richie Tankersley Cusick, Teacher's Pet
Death..." The voice dropped even more, black-gloved hands disappearing into the black folds of material. "Don't you feel — Richie Tankersley Cusick, Teacher's Pet
Death..." The voice dropped even more, black-gloved hands disappearing into the black folds of material. "Don't you feel — Richie Tankersley Cusick, Teacher's Pet
Death..." The voice dropped even more, black-gloved hands disappearing into the black folds of material. "Don't you feel — Richie Tankersley Cusick, Teacher's Pet
Death..." The voice dropped even more, black-gloved hands disappearing into the black folds of material. "Don't you feel — Richie Tankersley Cusick, Teacher's Pet
Death..." The voice dropped even more, black-gloved hands disappearing into the black folds of material. "Don't you feel — Richie Tankersley Cusick, Teacher's Pet
Death..." The voice dropped even more, black-gloved hands disappearing into the black folds of material. "Don't you feel — Richie Tankersley Cusick, Teacher's Pet
Death..." The voice dropped even more, black-gloved hands disappearing into the black folds of material. "Don't you feel — Richie Tankersley Cusick, Teacher's Pet
Death..." The voice dropped even more, black-gloved hands disappearing into the black folds of material. "Don't you feel — Richie Tankersley Cusick, Teacher's Pet
Death..." The voice dropped even more, black-gloved hands disappearing into the black folds of material. "Don't you feel — Richie Tankersley Cusick, Teacher's Pet
Death..." The voice dropped even more, black-gloved hands disappearing into the black folds of material. "Don't you feel — Richie Tankersley Cusick, Teacher's Pet
Death..." The voice dropped even more, black-gloved hands disappearing into the black folds of material. "Don't you feel — Richie Tankersley Cusick, Teacher's Pet
Death..." The voice dropped even more, black-gloved hands disappearing into the black folds of material. "Don't you feel — Richie Tankersley Cusick, Teacher's Pet
Death..." The voice dropped even more, black-gloved hands disappearing into the black folds of material. "Don't you feel — Richie Tankersley Cusick, Teacher's Pet
Death..." The voice dropped even more, black-gloved hands disappearing into the black folds of material. "Don't you feel — Richie Tankersley Cusick, Teacher's Pet
Death..." The voice dropped even more, black-gloved hands disappearing into the black folds of material. "Don't you feel — Richie Tankersley Cusick, Teacher's Pet
Death..." The voice dropped even more, black-gloved hands disappearing into the black folds of material. "Don't you feel — Richie Tankersley Cusick, Teacher's Pet
Death..." The voice dropped even more, black-gloved hands disappearing into the black folds of material. "Don't you feel — Richie Tankersley Cusick, Teacher's Pet
Death..." The voice dropped even more, black-gloved hands disappearing into the black folds of material. "Don't you feel — Richie Tankersley Cusick, Teacher's Pet
Death..." The voice dropped even more, black-gloved hands disappearing into the black folds of material. "Don't you feel — Richie Tankersley Cusick, Teacher's Pet
Death..." The voice dropped even more, black-gloved hands disappearing into the black folds of material. "Don't you feel — Richie Tankersley Cusick, Teacher's Pet
Death..." The voice dropped even more, black-gloved hands disappearing into the black folds of material. "Don't you feel — Richie Tankersley Cusick, Teacher's Pet
Death..." The voice dropped even more, black-gloved hands disappearing into the black folds of material. "Don't you feel — Richie Tankersley Cusick, Teacher's Pet
Death..." The voice dropped even more, black-gloved hands disappearing into the black folds of material. "Don't you feel — Richie Tankersley Cusick, Teacher's Pet
Death..." The voice dropped even more, black-gloved hands disappearing into the black folds of material. "Don't you feel — Richie Tankersley Cusick, Teacher's Pet
Death..." The voice dropped even more, black-gloved hands disappearing into the black folds of material. "Don't you feel — Richie Tankersley Cusick, Teacher's Pet
Death..." The voice dropped even more, black-gloved hands disappearing into the black folds of material. "Don't you feel — Richie Tankersley Cusick, Teacher's Pet
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Death..." The voice dropped even more, black-gloved hands disappearing into the black folds of material. "Don't you feel it? We're all dead here...all...very...dead.

— Richie Tankersley Cusick, Teacher's Pet
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