Pressure

EDITORIAL REVIEW: Alex stared at the red pocketknife shown to him by his daughter. A pocketknife owned by somebody he hadnt seen in years... -Children- They met first in boarding school at age twelve. AlexFletcher, shy and scared. Darren Rust, always furiously scribbling away in a private journal. It was not an immediate friendship, but then one night Darren convinced his roommate to sneak off school grounds to see something glorious. There was a sleazy strip club, you see, and every once in a while the back door opened just long enough to maybe catch a quick glimpse... Though a bond was formed from their pre-pubescent interest in naked women, Darren had another interest. A morbid curiosity about death. A curiosity that turned into something much more sinister. -Friends- They crossed paths again in college and became the best of friends. But Darren wasnt just looking for a friend. He had dark, ghastly urges squirming around in his head, and he believed he saw the same things the urge to hurt, the urge to kill in Alex. He was looking for somebody who understood. A partner. But Alex could never become a monster. Not even when Darren tried to bring out his friends most deeply buried feelings of rage. Not even when Darren tried to show him the euphoria of having that much power over another human being. It just couldnt happen...right? -Enemies- Now Alex has a wife and a daughter. And Darren is back. Hes hiding. Hes patient. His mind is twisted in the worst possible way. And hes seeking a soul mate. Darren and Alex were best friends when they were kids. But now Darren has become murderously insane. He's determined to have his old pal Alex team up with him on a killing spree-;and he won't take no for an answer.