A Night To Taste

Chapter 5: The Sinner

How am I ever supposed to calm down when I've got so much to do.

First: I need to go to the place where we are supposed to be tonight at 12 pm.

And I am.

Second: I need to find out where this motherfucking asshole is.

And I've already figured it out.

Third: I need to kidnap him and take him to the usual basement.

And we are here already.

Fourth: I need to torture him a lot as a punishment to think of her that way.

And I already did. But I'm enjoying this. So, I'll take my time and enjoy some more.

Okay. Where was I? 

Ah, yes right in my basement. In this dark night. With this fucker lying unconscious on the chair. Maybe I tortured him beyond the limit? I don't remember. I just know the fact that I dragged him here. Then, tied him up. And thenn..

I don't remember. Maybe I slept for sometime?

Yeah. I have this weird habit of forgetting things.

Like, Oh how did I end up here?

Oh where am I?

Oh who am I?

So what? I forget my name sometimes. That's it. Don't judge me. 

I forget my damn name and have a plenty of others in my head. Ryan, Liam, Stephen, Nicolai or Nicolas whatever, Alex, Benedict, Andrew, Henry, David, Noah, Lucas, Jack, Leo, Michael, Sebastian, Samuel and devil knows what.

"Mmnhphh" 

I beg you to leave me please.

Great. Now, he's begging me leave him. But I'm not going to. He didn't beg me for his life when I asked him to. That was 2 hours ago. He was damn sure that he would be able to escape me.

That's what he 'said'. But he 'thought' that he will overpower me.

Fool. Does he know that I'm the devil?

NO.

If he knew he would've never dared to even look in my direction. Let alone dare to think about pinning me down.

And as I say it's good if you stay away from me. 

Its better if you don't even know my name.

But its best if I don't know who you are.

But that's not among the options because I know each and every person in the whole universe.

I know the daily routine of the president of US to the baker across the street. I even know that the owner of that shop will have a child in next 6 months. And they don't even know it yet.

But I do.

Back to the topic. Where was I?

Oh yeah. Torturing the poor guy.

I slowly remove the tape from his mouth. As slow as I can be. It seriously hurts when you pull the tape slow.

I bet I can make it hurt more. And I wouldn't have to touch him.

The last guy I remember killing was..

5 hours ago.

He died by faintest look I gave him.

Correction: I was mad at him so I just casted a spell to make him die in a second.

"You are such a moron."