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The Meeting: by Andrew C.

SHOCK!
The perfect expression that comes with complete and utter despair is the most beautiful.
The widening of the eyes as some horrible vision rapes its way into your mind, burning the image there, forever.
The sheen of the teeth as the lips draw back from them in preparation of a scream.
The sudden darkening of the skin as blood rushes in, blossoming in the cheeks like roses.
The slight stiffening of the hair as all the muscles tighten.
Even the smell is beautiful.

Adrenaline smells like new pennies.

Fear is the most wonderful perfume.
I feel myself react to your suprise.
My breath catches, and my pulse pounds in my temples.
The blood on my fingers is slick, and it looks black under the fluorescents.
For the next few minutes, I will love you as no one has ever been loved before.

I wish I'd had time to learn your name.