It was a normal day for Andrew, the sun just rising, he looked at his small luminous alarm clock. It read: 6:47. "Just on time." He muttered under his breath, as he turned over to see his sleeping girlfriend curled up in a ball, smiling at what ever she was dreaming about. He hopped out of bed, softly humming a tune to himself as he got himself dressed. He looked in the long mirror, turning this way and that, making sure he looked just fine. He strolled down stairs, and grabbed a slice of toast, saturating it with jam, he slipped out of the house, and began his journey to work.
As he turned the corner, 2 minutes away from his office building, he felt the presence of someone behind him, following him. He glanced over his shoulder. It was a girl, she had blonde hair and she had a red tail sprouting from behind her and she had horns poking through her tattered locks. She grinned menacingly at him, her tail swishing from side to side, at she looked deeper into his eyes. Suddenly all he could see was black, and all he heard was, "sleep tight."
He woke up, his head pounding, as he slowly opened his heavy eyes and peered around, taking in his surroundings as his eyes widened at what he saw. A huge a trolley full of grousome tools. He tried to move to the rusty door he saw, but he couldn't move. He was tied to a plank of wood, which was suspended from the ceiling. He began struggling, trying to break the tough rope that bound him to the wood. "Calm down, I will make it hurt more." He heard a girl whisper into his ear. The same girl he saw before appeared in front of him, grinning just like she has before, before he blacked out.
She strode over to the trolley, full of gruesome tools. "Now," she whispered, running her fingers over a particularly sharp looking tool, "which to pick...?" She grabbed the tool she had been looking at. She smirked as she ran her fingers over the spiked surface. She gripped the handle tightly, before rasping, "this won't hurt much....." She swung the ball into his stomach causing Andrew to cry out in pain. "It will hurt a lot..." She smiled as he saw the blood leak from the wound she just inflicted. She grinned sadisticly, before repeatedly smashing his gut with the tool, each blow, more agonising than the last. The
"That's all for tonight my dear." She kissed his tear stained cheek before exiting of the room.
A few hours later
Andrew woke from his restless slumber with a painful jolt, 'whoah what a crazy dream...' He thought to himself, before a searing pain hit him, causing him to cry out in agony as he looked down, he had a huge hole in his torso, he now struggled, causing the already unbearable pain to worsen. Fresh tears came running down his face as he shook his pounding head in shock and realisation, he was never gonna get out of here was he? "I'm hungry for your pain riddled cries." He froze in shock as he heard someone whisper into his ear.
She ran over to the tool trolley before picking up the most sinister looking tool, a spinning saw. He shook in fear as she started this death machine up, the sound of the revving bouncing off the wall, and vibrating back into his ringing ears. She dug the saw into his skull, he let out one last bone tingling cry as his body became limp, but the blood still came flowing out of the mighty hole in his skull. The devil girl laughed sadisicly as she whispered, running her hand along his jaw line, "awe, done already?" as she placed the saw back on the table and left the room, Adam still hanging from the ceiling above the floor, layered with blood.
