Dark Side _best_ | Asur Welcome To Your

It was home.

He turned away. But the kitchen knife caught his eye. Then the lock on his neighbor's door—the one who played music too loud. The one who'd laughed at him in the elevator that morning.

He smiled.

Here’s a short story based on the phrase The mirror didn't lie.

Just a thought. Just a small, delicious thought. asur welcome to your dark side

He picked up the knife.

Asur, welcome to your dark side.

It fit perfectly in his hand, like it had been waiting for him. And somewhere deep inside, a door he'd sworn was welded shut creaked open. Not with menace. With relief.