RegularSlambo's Tall Tales

The man's body lay and lifeless in his 's foyer, the weapon of his demise reduced to nothing but charred remains.

This was just another in peculiar string of murders

waste with a trac


traces of a peculiar chemical mixture that ignites violently when exposed to persperation

wailing of his wife and young child

an corpse-like elderly woman

She grasped the pen in her hand and produced a complex, near incomprehensible swirling inky lattice