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Angie

Female | 30s | Under 3 minutes
Starts on page 16

EXTRACT: Then the drive home and it's dark and the rain smells foul - like horse shit or blood and bone - The devil is in my soul and I know God is looking at me and I know he is damning me to hell. Maybe I'm already dead. (Beat) There's blood everywhere and dad keeps telling me not to mess up the car. But it's all over everything, and it's getting into the cracks of the vinyl. (Beat). I can only see in black and white and red.

Contains adult themes