The spawn of the devil, the elite of the Russian Red Army were playing football with what looked like a doll's head. They were using the head of a newborn dead baby. He tore himself away as his abdomen muscles contracted and reached to their maximum. He felt sick but there was nothing more to give, his stomach had been empty for days. If a token gesture of defiance was required. He finally bought up his own bile. | The Last Crimson Snowflake by Mirko Jean George Stasiak, Hardcover | Indigo Chapters