Heavy breathing filled the damp, dim room.
"No"
"No."
"NO"
"NO!"
"STOP DOING THIS, WHY DO I DO THIS ?!"
In the corner eyes blinked with glowing teeth floating under.
8 incisors, 4 canines, 8 premolars, 12 molars. All covered and dripping with glow in the dark paint, a rotten stench coiling around piles in the dark.
"Hellooooo", called calmly in the dark; disappointed by the lack of response they grew impatient and slashed the throat of it's newest unconscious victim. Blood enveloped the room with a sharp metallic odour.
Pit pat
"What a waste, I'll have to clean it up after tea."
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Family dinner
HorrorInstead of acting out my thoughts I made this. Graphic gore description Murder Cannibalism Needles
