Prologue

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It's dark, everything is dark. But it doesn't matter, she's use to it by now. She opens her eyes noticing a candle in the corner. She tries to sit up but she can't due to the chains around her wrists and ankles. This time, she screams. "Keep it up baby, you know I love it when you scream like that," says a voice from the corner. The girl tries to speak but can't because of the tape covering her mouth, so she only screams more.

"You really do know how to turn me on," he says getting closer. She can barely see his features. He's a young man. She notices the piercings on his face. Then she sees the knife...the sharp, painful knife still covered in her own blood. She screams even more and thrashes around trying to get away.

"Come on baby, don't be like that" he stands right in front of her now. "It'll only hurt for a bit, it's almost over," He moves the knife along her thighs leaving tiny cuts just deep enough to draw blood. He moves higher up to her stomach, this time, cutting deeper. Muffled screams fill the dusty but quiet air. "Oh, I can't hear your beautiful screams through that stupid tape," he frowns and rips the tape off.

He continues cutting into her and she continues screaming and pleading for him to stop. He smiles through it all. "And time for the finally!" He grins. He puts the knife along her bloody covered neck. He then kisses her, his lips were cold and rough. He pulls away and smiles
"I love you,"
Then he slits her throat.

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