"Shut up you stupid man! You make so much noise!"
"Let me go you crazy prick!"
"You know, I was going to make your death quick, but now I am going to make sure you suffer. This should be fun. Don't you think so... Adam?"
"W-what?" He asked as I grabbed my smallest knife and looked at him. I just grinned at him before walking back over to him and looked at his arms before I dragged the knife over his arms. I looked at him as he started to cry before I shoved the gag back into his mouth so I could work without his stupid words screwing up my master piece.
I dragged my knife over his arms a few times before I stuck my knife into this gut. I then dragged my knife down before there was enough of an opening that I could stick my hand into of him. I grabbed something and pulled, which earned me a muffled scream. I looked at him before I pulled his small intestine out and looked at it with a sick grin before I waved before his face. I slapped him so he was still awake to watch me pull apart his body. I placed the intestine down before I grabbed something else and pulled it out. The large intestine came out this time. And this went on for some time before I pulled his heart out and he died.
I looked at his body before I smiled and started to decorate the house with his insides. By the end of it all the house was a bloody mess. I then went to the window after changing my clothes and stuffing them into my bag. I left through the window and smiled as I left unseen and leaving nothing that hinted that I was there.
I sighed as I walked down the street away from the house. I soon hailed a cab and smiled as I told them my address. Soon enough I was there and I walked inside. Just as I had gotten inside I heard a thump. I looked up before walking upstairs and opening the door without a second thought. I looked at Sherlock, who was sitting in his chair like nothing had happened.
"What happened? Why is there a sword under your chair? Know what? I'm not questioning. Seeing as I could be questioned as well." I said as I referred to my clothing that I was wearing.
I then turned around and left the flat without another word. I walked down the stairs and looked at John as he just walked inside. He smiled at me I looked at him and gave a slight nod before going into my own flat.
Once inside I went to the laundry room and threw my other clothes into the washer to be washed. I then walked out and threw other clothing articles into the washer before starting it. Then I collapsed onto the couch.
"Long day... Long long day." I mumbled and closed my eyes. Soon I drifted off into a light sleep.
~*.Small Timeskip.*~
That didn't last long seeing as I was awoken by people knocking on my door for me to wake up. I got up and staggered over to the door and opened and looked up at Sherlock and John as i yawned.
"Where are you two going? Not far I would hope." I mumbled as I yawned. Sherlock looked me over before pushing into my flat. He grabbed my coat and hat before forcing me to put on my shoes. I looked at John for help before he just shrugged and then I was pulled out of the safety of my flat. I looked back longingly as I was dragged into a cab and off to where ever we were going.
Soon enough we were there, I quietly followed the two after paying the cabbie. I looked at where we were and frowned as I looked at the people wandering around the bank.
"So, why are we here Sherlock? I was dragged from my couch for this?" I asked as I looked at the two. John shrugged and we both looked at Sherlock as he was walking. Soon we were all shown to Sebastian Wilkes office. I looked at the person with a scowl before glaring at Sherlock.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
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