I’m in jail but she’s the one who controlled me. Somehow this living ghost possessed my very mind, body, and soul and all I saw was the blood in the end. It’s as if I woke up from a bad dream and realized I actually lived it. One moment of her intimacy and I was possessed to do her will as she laughs in freedom waiting to claim the next victims. The prison cells will be full of her past loves and the blood that stains our hands.