Haunted Soul (Slow Updates)
Pain, torture, death, and blood. My four favorite words. Pretty much what I see everyday.
"A soft, quite laugh turns into a loud cackle as I pull out the knife from my bag. The women started crying and yelling help as loud as possible. That made me mad. The woman noticed my expression change and immediately shut up. I smile again and throw the knife next to her face. I walk up to her and stood about 2 inches away from her. That's very close. One hand strokes her chin as the other pulls the knife out the tree. Still stroking her chin, I lift the knife up and thrust it downwards into her shoulder. She screams as blood pored out the wound."
*Expect Elfen Lied and Tokyo Ghoul references*