Her fresh new skin tingled with life. “When I woke up on top of you and you were still gutted,” Beth replied, grinning evilly. XXX Rivulets of blood still trickled from the more recent wounds. Béla handed her one of the knives, keeping one for herself. As Beth recovered, down on her knees but still holding her knife, Béla dropped down beside her. “Okay, let’s do both!” Beth agreed. Taking advantage of Beth’s momentary lack of mobility, Béla closed, scoring on her sister several times, stabbing home the sharp blade into her pelvis and between her legs, finally wounding Beth beyond her ability to fight back. ‘There’s nothing like a fresh rejuvenation after a grisly murder,’ Béla said in her sister’s mind. The two sisters sat still for several minutes, radiating
