Ok So I'm thinking of turning this into a REAL book. you know one that has a hundred and somthing pages XD
It all depends on what you guys think. so Comment and tell me what you think. :3
~ YouMakeMeWannaDie
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Screams echoed off the cold brick walls.
The air smelled of fresh blood.
Splatters of crimson red covered the walls and floor.
Her latest victom was chained to the wall with hooks in his skin.
Blood trickled down the muscles of his stomach.
Yet, unlike the others he did not beg to die.
"You know, my other friends would have asked to die by now," She said as she trailed the tip of another hook along the muscles of his torso, "No one has ever made it this far in my game before."
The man scoffed breathlessly, "You have no friends."
With the quirk of an eyebrow she said firmly, "Is that so?"
She brought her arm back and with a wicked smile playing on her red lips she swung her arm forward.
The hook plunged into his shoulder.
He screamed and thrashed in the chains that held him.
Her Black nails trailed across his face, "My poor sweet puppy. Don't you want the pain to stop? Just say the words and this could all be over."
He spat blood upon her face, "I will not give you the pleasure of killing me."
Wiping her face on the sleeve of her shirt she said grimly, "That's fine with me."
She picked up a box of matches and smiled as she walked over to him, "We've played with sharp things now let's play with hot things."
She lit the first match and held it to his skin, He bit his lip so hard the little beeds of blood started to form. He would not give her the pleasure of hearing his screams.
This torture went on for hours. When she dropped the last match to the ground his muscles relaxed.
His body was swollen and sore.
Finally he gave in and begged, "Make it end.. Please make it end."
With a Victorious smile on her face she said, "As you wish."
Grabbing a large, sharp peice of wood she started to push it into his chest.
Before she could turn around, Startled by the sounds of sirens, a bullet plunged into her back.
A smile spread across her victoms pale, almost lifeless face.
"We have a survivior!" a young cop yelled to another cop as he ran over to the man chained to the wall. "Hang on sir..We're gonna get you out of here."
"You killed the wrong person." He laughed as he yanked the chains off the wall.
Before the cop could resond the man had him pinned to the floor, Teeth tearing at his skin.
