👉 Psycho...
Tied to a chair, the man was screaming his lungs out. Chanting the prayers in his mind he was praying to The Almighty to save his life from that Devil who had an innocent face but a monstrous heart. She was listening to all this in the dark side of the room. Yes, they were far away from cities and towns; more like in an abandoned building.
She walked slowly toward her victim. Reaching him, she creased his head and he looked towards her. Wiping his sweaty forehead with a napkin, she looked at him with pitying eyes and said, "It's ok... You don't have to fear me. I will help you like I helped others." The man furrowed his brows. She continued to speak," To get out of this world. You will be happy. this place is full of toxicity and stress, hmmm." The man got goosebumps due to fear and his hazel eyes started to cry for mercy. She smiled and the man said, "Please, I beg you. What have I done? What did I do to you? I never saw you before in my entire life. Please I beg you, lady leave me." Rolling her eyes back she ignored the man's cries and walked to the table that was 5to6 meters away from them. Getting no response the man started to shout. "Ahh... don't shout right now you scumbag, shout when I will kill you; Slowly and painfully." Reaching the table, there was a leather bag that had many pockets, opening it she stared at the knives inside it. Tracing the tip of her fingers she whispered "Beautiful." A creepy smile plastered on her lips.
Picking a medium-sized dagger, she took her steps back towards her victim and then on reaching, she squatted to his level. For playing, she used the sharp tip of the dagger and traced it from the man's forehead to nose, from nose to his eyes and in response to this the man squeezed his eyes as she pressed the dagger a bit on his eyes. Then she traced from lips to cheeks and then arms to stomach and stopped at his thighs. Humming her favourite song, she stabbed the man's left thigh. The blood oozed out from his thigh. Running back towards the table like a kid she picked up a pocket knife and a knife. Walking towards the man she showed him the knives, "Look how beautiful. Now I will make beautiful cuts on you." The man who had hardly any energy left in him whispered, " You are freaking sick YOU PSYCHO!!"
This was it she held the knife tight in her hand and stabbed into the man's chest.
"Yes, so what if I am?"
