Whispers of Obsession: A Love Story Turned Nightmare

Dancing with Shadows: A Symphony of Twisted Realities

5 years have already passed...atleast it seems so. Many things have changed including my habits, behaviour, body, and face a bit as well. I don't have any memory of these past 5 years at all and I got no idea why. It feels like I did timeskip or something fictional like that. Some things are unchanged including my bloodlust and psycho nature. I can't recognise this place...it's not my town or even my country. I asked someone from here and he told that it's Italy, the place where Luna lived.
   And I got no idea why the girl on the window of the house in front of me look like her. I started moving sub-consciously towards her hoping that it's really her...and it turned out I was right. She has the same burn mark on neck which she shown me 15 years ago which his father gave her...but wait, why is there another girl with the same face and same mark beside her...and she is smiling wide at me with bloodlust in her eyes...I can't understand a thing at all. Where are my memories and why are here two Luna. I have been searching for her for 10 years and now my memory of the past few years are wiped with me being here in Italy and now the love of my life in front of me with her duplicate beside her...I can't even recognise which one is real and which is fake. My head is hurting so much it's gonna burst. the window closed and as I walked towards the house some random guy stopped me and asked where am I heading...I showed him that I'm heading to the house in front but he told that there is no house. Suddenly, everything started to fade and everything is becoming dark. I started to run but the darkness reached me in no time and I was consumed by it....
I woke up and found myself cutting the neck of a girl in front of me. Now I remember, I was actually torturing this girl as my daily routine and faded away by my own memories ad imagination into the unknown world of my dream and darkness. This happens a lot with me, especially while torturing someone or as a nightmare. It started when I began to change myself into a psycho in order to find my Luna....well I can't actually depict it as changing myself coz the hunger to find Luna made me like this. Well coming back to my present, I am done with this girl and I don't have any more subjects left so I guess I have to go and find some for atleast a week...means 70. Huff tonight is gonna be very busy. But wait...as I remember one of the people related to Luna, Zareena, Luna's bestfriend has came to my town for sight seeing. She is one of her friend whom I used to talk as well. Now as she is here, it's her badluck that she was connected to my Luna.
For the past 10 years, I asked her so  many times on text and call about Luna but all she did was to change the topic and left me on seen...now is the perfect time to let my anger take over myself and let the psycho inside me do whatever it wants with her. I don't think I'll need anyone else for today to torture beside her and I can just find 70 people at night or tomorrow. Well I know just the thing that will suit her interest....hehe.....
Luna told me Zareeena was very fond of smuts as I remember.....then let's get started. Now as she is with me without any consciousness in the back seat of my car, all that left is to make preparations for her. I ain't a doctor but I know a few things like stitching skin or body parts....which I surely used on her. Tying her throat with a chain tight barely letting her breathe...next is stitching her intestine to a rope from inside her anus, attatching her arms to two separate chains on both side of her. Now all preparations are ready...
Well I got to know some very useful and surprising things....like Luna was lying about a lot of things...she is safe...she was playing with me....and the biggest surprise was that Luna was not even her real name....I couldn't get Zareena to spit more information as she didn't even tell anything after a point and was just screaming...probably from pain...All I did was just to stretch and pull her arms and head and intestine from her ass one by one...starting with head I stretched it to a point where it was about to snap but I stopped...she told me a lot of things and then shut herself up and refused to say anything else as if it could take her life or maybe her family would be in danger...well I Just pulled and pulled her arms till they broke and came out. She didn't die yet nor fainted coz of the pain. Then I slowly pulled out her intestine from below making her feel the pain of every inch of it coming out...well she died at last. Atleast I got a lot of blood and a lot of useful information....it was so worth it...but the thing which I loved the most was the satisfaction I got from her scream...Now all that is left is to go to Italy and find out myself what is the truth behind all this....