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... as he opened the door. The living room was pitch black; his mother and sister should already be asleep.
He didn’t dare turn on the lights, fumbling his way into the bathroom in the dark. He peeled off the T-shirt, stained with the blood of mutated rats and cockroach fluids, and tossed it directly into a basin to start washing it.
The stench of the garbage dump, mixed with the smell of blood, was almost suffocating.
He had to wash away all traces, lest his mother discover ...
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