Only dim streams of light could be seen in some rooms, all dust covered, as he continued to make his way into the house, holding that lovely bra in his hands. He took extra care not to stain it with his blood, he would never ever even dream or think of dirtying it. Even now it held it gently in his hands, preferring to merely let it rest on his open palms, as he eyed that luscious gold material that made it.

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