*back to you*
You were dragged into a room and you were tied to a chair and the man left the room. You look around the room frantically in horror. To your right, there was a tray with different scalpels, syringes, saws, a bone saw, and your taser. There was blood from the last victims. And the same smell hit you again. You started hyperventilating again. You had the urge to vomit again. You hung your head and started crying. You heard the door open again and you stopped breathing, your eyes widened, you turned pale and started shaking. The man was standing in front of you and held a scalpel to your cheek. You started wimpering.
Man: "So, where's your little boyfriend, hm?
You: "......."
Man: "Nothing? I see. Welp I guess that he's not comin'. Awww don't be scared now, it will be all over soon. You will be helping me with my collection."
You: "You're sick."
The man stood up and spun the scalpel in his hand to a stab position. Your eyes widened and the object plunged into your thigh.
