The man sat at a desk, watching a computer monitor. He wore a dark hoodie and gloves, as if he was being especially careful of something. He leaned back in his chair and watched the screen, obviously very interested in whatever was or wasn't going on.
A chuckle left the man. He leaned forward and picked a sharp knife up off the desk. He twirled it in his fingers for a moment before rolling up his sleeve and slicing the knife across the skin, drawing blood from his arm. He barely even winced at the pain, nor did he really care. He had such a bloodlust and it was absolutely killing him not to see someone get hurt. But he couldn't leave where he was.
The bright glow of the screen made it easier to make out his features, though his hood's shadow covered most of his face, so all that could be seen was from his mouth down. A small smile spread across his face.
Everything was going according to plan.
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House of Wolves
FanfictionA chuckle left the man. He leaned forward and picked a sharp knife up off the desk. He twirled it in his fingers for a moment before rolling up his sleeve and slicing the knife across the skin, drawing blood from his arm. He barely even winced at th...
