It happened again.
I let the rain wash away the blood that soaked onto my sweater.
My skin was too thick of tissue to even feel the heavy rain pelting against my face, I can't even remember the last time I felt anything touch it...touch...this thing...
I placed my hand on my face.
Dark memories.
You're beautiful.
I winced, the feeling was back, I could feel it raising in my chest.
Feed me.
I can't fight it.
Heh...
I turn my sights on my new victim.
My new canvas.
YOU ARE READING
Masterpiece
FanfictionI want my life back. My friends...Family... Sadly, my own mind won't let me. Here... Here are fragments of a battle between a human and the mind of a killer.
