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Peace has settled back in the place. The previous dweller, though, became an unbearable presence and pushed me hard; I had to let out the best of my varied repertoire. The guy would love to have never-ending parties, only too often developing in crazy bacchanals and depraved orgies. The very last night, when that voluptuous girl was all over him –both giving in to the pleasure of the flesh– I took over her. All of a sudden, I contorted her face into a grotesque grimace and, with uncanny strength, set her hands around his neck and pressed hard.
That proved enough: he hurriedly packed and left the next morning, leaving everything behind. So I strived to bring the old mansion the order it deserves. Like when the conspicuous hearth –now just home to a pile of ash– would still warm my bones.