Fyodor Dostoevsky
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Fyodor went out. As the murderer he is, what else would he do? It was about 3 hours later and he still wasn’t back home. You decided to roam the streets to find Fyodor. Yes, it was dangerous because it might but who cares? Where did your boyfriend go? Then, you finally found him, covered in blood with a bunch of dead bodies behind him. You were stunned. It was no surprise since he was psycho but that many?
“Моя Любовь, go back home. You shouldn’t see me like this.”
He said quietly. He made a gesture with his hand, like saying ‘go away’. The Russian man turned away from you to stare at the lifeless bodies in front of him.