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>As so many cats and dogs were in different parts of Europe during the last winter of the Second World War; sometimes even, in such abnormal times, eaten by those very rascals who had brought them up, who had once fed them with their own hands, and who pretended to love them, by thise rascals who had not the courage to lie down and let themselves die of hunger rather than become such cowards.

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F-fuck you guys, I'm gonna redeem myself
>Rising into the air was the partial corpse. The whole thing had turned blood red, except the talon-like hands and feet which were burnt black as soot. The remains of its clothing hung - decayed - from its body, now little more than rags. What little skin remained was melting from the body, hanging from the bones like dead leaves. Its organ sat within the skeleton, reduced to a visceral, crimson soup. The strands of hair that hung around the skull like some sort of sorrowful wedding veil obscured the eyes completely, but not the mangled, toothless mouth. Around its head fluttered three black butterflies.