Just My Personal Opinion, Of Course...

"Why do I make you watch each other suffer? Is it sexual? Maybe, but it's always about control. It's about pain. I want Paul to see everything I've done here; he has to see it. Do I rape you? Yes, and Paul will know Caleb watched me. Paul will know I was the last man on earth to fuck his wife before I butchered her. I want him to know that both of you were terrified and screaming in agony before I killed you. I want your caskets closed. I want him to know I was the last man on earth to see your mother's pretty face before I destroyed it. I want him to know I was the last man on earth to see you intact and whole. I own that now. I own all of you... ~~~ He shut the front door behind him and took a deep breath after closing his eyes. It wasn't going to be easy taking himself into the dark place he needed to go, the dark place that made him a very effective hunter. On any other crime scene, he would've had hours to put himself behind the eyes of a killer.

Rahab's Sisters The Biblical accounts tell us that Rahab, a harlot of Jericho, hid and protected two Israelite spies in order to save her family from the coming destruction of the town. The names of the two spies went unrecorded; but, after about 3,300 years, Rahab's name lingers. Rahab is, then, one of the world's oldest, named prostitutes. Today, more than three millennia later, prostitution thrives. It remains a money-driven, exploitative, disease-spreading form of degradation and servitude, catering ever to lust; never to love. Used by Permission from Whimsy and Wry Guy Graybill I Oh, dusky, Semite harlot, Now dead three thousand years, Too bad there are no ledgers, That list your nameless peers. II But, Rahab, you're immortal, Your name we'll always know. You plied your trade by serving The johns of Jericho III You saved two spies from capture, Their names are long forgot. But, you, Rahab, a strumpet Have