It was a snowy evening, and people of the town were rushing to their homes to spend time with their families, far away from that town in a forest, there was a cottage, its windows were broken, and the floor had black and white tiles, like that on a chess board. The only light in the room was coming from the broken window pane. The white tiles were colored red by the thick red water known as "Blood" flowing on them, coming from the heart of a man lying on the floor. A big hole was made in his chest, his heart had been ripped apart, and his face was filled with bruises but it seemed that the man had been quite a beauty.
A silhouette could be seen looking down on the man, it was of a young boy, the night's darkness had his face covered, and he had a plier in one hand dripping with blood it seemed it had been used to rip apart the man's nails
" A heart wrenching tale of a young boy lost into the darkness and despair of this world"
PRESENTED TO YOU
"IN THE PIT OF DESPAIR"
YOU ARE READING
In The Pit Of Despair
Mystery / ThrillerA journey of a boy through the world's miseries, what is right or wrong the line between them is blurred will he be able to break through everything?
