WARNING! INTENSE GORE! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK! DON'T REPORT ME OR I'LL 'HUNT' YOU DOWN! (Lol)
(You asked for it! Bring on the gore!!! XD I'll see you all in the insane asylum XD I was seriously hesitating on posting this XD read A/n on bottom about requests!)
Mark POV
Finally, after so many hours of waiting, it was time.
Jack was asleep and I had left the house, driving back out to the cabin. I was now standing in front of the door, feeling a sense of giddiness overtake me as I held my bag of supplies and thought of all the fun I would have tonight.
I slowly entered the house. Upon hearing my arrival, my two victim's heads shot up and their eyes widened in fear.
Oh this was going to be fun.
I walk over to them and chuckle. "Why hello again~ have a good sleep?~"
The girl starts to tremble in fear. "P-Please let u-us go! We'll give you whatever you want! Anything!"
The guy nods his head eagerly in agreement.I smirk. "Anything?~" I chuckle and shove my knife to her throat. "What about Sean's heart? Hm? Can you give me that?"
She was almost too terrified to answer as she glanced down at the knife. "I-I don't k-know..."
"Wrong answer."
She screams in pain as I shoved my knife into her shoulder, watching as the tip stuck out through the back of her chair.
She started crying and screaming hysterically. It was music to my ears.
"E-Emily!" The guy shouts, struggling despite his still broken arm.
I chuckle and walk over to him. "Don't worry," I lean in close. "I'm saving her death for later."
I then bring my arm down and break his other arm, drinking in their screams. I reach down and-
*SNAP!*
"AHHHHHHHH!!!!!"
*SNAP!*
"AHHhhHHHahhhAGHHHH!!!"
He looks down and cries as he sees both of his legs, bent into awkward and unnatural positions.
Then, I walked into the back room. You see, this cabin was owned by an antique collected before he died. The now owners decided to keep some of the antiques inside, including an old surgeon table. (I know, crappy explanation. I just really wanted this in the chapter XD)
I quickly rolled the table out of the room and placed it in front of them.
"Now," I say happily, untying the man. "You can't run or crawl away with all your limbs broken, can you?"
He screams and tries to struggle as I drag him over to the table, but he couldn't thanks to me.
I strap him into the table, walking away and coming back with my bag full of supplies. It wasn't much, mostly knives. I really like knives.
I smirk as I slowly pull out four small knives. "Let's have some fun~"
He screams as I reach over and stab two knives into his hands, then two knives into his feet.
I groan and look over to see him crying. Never cries my a**. So, I decided to take care of that problem.
"N-No... NO GOD PLEASE NO!" He screams as I crawl over him, forcing his eye open with my fingers.
"Now, you might feel a small amount of pain. Please, feel free to scream."
He screams as I dig my knife into his eyes socket, digging out his dark green eye. I managed to get it most of the way out, but I groaned in annoyance as I noticed it was still stuck to a cord. Feeling irritated, I just ripped it out.
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