Book of the Unmentioned

Insanity

I started recording.
"I've been watching you for quite some time. My daily routine has been matched with yours, and I must say....You're quite the fascinating specimen. I enjoy every second with you. Your sweet scent and velvety voice. I crave it every time you are away.
This new inconvenience you call a friend, is she really so important to you?"
I couldn't help but chuckle as the inconvenience squirmed. She's so pathetic.
As I approached her, she began to yell for help.
"How cute. She should have thought about that before talking to you, my love. Her cries are so lovely, maybe even sweeter than the way she laughs at you."
I clutched her hair in one hand and brought her head up to meet my gaze. Her eyes filled a primal sense of fear; she knew she was in the presence of a predator, ready for the kill. I gave her my best smile, still stained with blood from the last victim. I must say, enemies taste...so delicious...
Her tears ruined the icky makeup she had on, disgusting. I'll remember to clean her up later before I place her hideous face on the shelf. I couldn't help but laugh as this minor inconvenience wailed and bawled her eyes out. My laughs grew louder, echoing throughout the basement. She began to quiet down suddenly, knowing it was over for her.
My grip on her only tightened, as I began to slam her head on the brick wall. Over and over again, laughing and banging. I don't remember when the first cracking sound came, but I continued. The wall stained red, and my smile never faded. I kept going, banging more violently. Once her head was practically nothing, I was still banging. My knuckles began to burn against the brick, but I never faltered.
"I did all of this for you, my love. This is all for you!~"
I kept punching.
"All for you! All for you! All for you! All for you! All for you!!! ALL FOR YOU!"
The recording finished, but I never did.