“She clutched her neck, ran out of the house, and fell. I…” — Morbid at 1:13:27
“She clutched her neck, ran out of the house, and fell. I stabbed her again, carried her to the hog lot, and went to the lake to wash off the blood from my hands. After this, I left the farm. You're a piece of shit. Just so matter of a fact. Just, yep, I stabbed her in the throat. Yeah, she was like, no, I won't make…”
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