It was the best buy I'd ever spent, or so I thought. At first the vacuum was just a toy like all of the rest of them. Then, it became this hobby that turned into an addiction. An addiction that soon became an obsession. An obsession that was now a killer.
I don't know how or when, but it was apparent not long after the vacuum became a part of my life that it took on a life of its own. One that started with my enemies and continued with the love of my life.
I'd found the damn thing at the back of the store, on sale with another model that had been my first intention. Why it was there I don't really know. All I know is I never chose it. It chose me.