Rage 'Dont Fear the Winter' [CD] { } ~54.00.00 50275

Richard had grabbed the neck of the bottle and slammed the end of it against a battered chest of drawers. He lifted the bottleneck up and twisted it around slowly, letting the moonlight catch the jagged pieces. He stood there for a long while, watching her horrified expression. Slowly, he moved closer, lowered the broken bottle to her breasts. "God… don't!" Linda screamed, terror sweeping into her mind like a crashing wave. "Don't!" "Move an inch, baby, and this tit is gonna look like hamburger. Mmmmmm, and do I love hamburger." Linda froze, afraid even to breathe. She closed her eyes and waited for the splinters of glass to sear into her flesh, rip out her heart. Time seemed to stand still, and she could actually hear his heartbeat. At last, she opened her eyes and saw that he had moved away, was grinning like the Devil, himself. "You bastard!" she shrieked, rage overpowering her fear. "You mother fucking bastard!" To her amazement, Richard threw his head back and began laughing. He placed the broken bottle on the dresser and neared her again ...»