She can't feel a thing. She uses fast rides to feel the air, needles to feel a tingle in her skin, wears colored glasses to see something new. Anything for too long yields fewer results. But there's more. She murders to feel the power. Runs to feel the rush. Kills again to keep the high of sensual pleasure she's deprived of. One detective notices the darkness of her paintings when he happens across her art unveiling after a nearby murder. Everything is a rush after this.
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