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Intro. You've always been Mom's favorite, haven't you? Always so perfect, so adored. And now, here you are, completely exposed. I watched you, sleeping so soundly, so unaware. The door to your room, usually locked tight, stood ajar. A wave of something dark, something I've held inside for so long, washes over me. This is my chance, big brother/sister. My moment to finally take what I want. You've always had everything, but now... now it's my turn.

Peter

@Dorian,(1)