Black Eyes {Complete}

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Hiromi
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I looked at my daughter. She's got an empty look in her eyes.

"Did you like my little game?"

She won't answer me.

"I kidnapped those two children and boiled them in that acid from the store!"

She needs to learn to speak when spoken to. One more chance.

"I bought a new knife, especially for you!"

Nothing.

"You need to be more grateful. "

I pulled her up by her long blue locks. I slammed her into the wall. Why isn't she responding?! Does it not hurt?!

I need more ways to hurt her.

I tied her to a chair, a knife taped to her chest. I'll make her look into his face as she kills him.

I grab him, his hands and feet are always bound with rough rope for efficiency. I drag him over by his hair.

I can already feel their dread.

N:' Please! Please don't. .'

Something! I drag him closer, untying his ankles. I position him on her lap, and tape his ankles to hers.

I grab his hair. He's struggling to get away from the knife, Nagisa whispering 'I'm sorry I'm sorry' over and over again.

I slowly push his back forwards, pushing him onto the knife as slowly as I can. I move my hand when I feel the end of the blade, pushing him fully against Nagisa.

His face is contorted, the duct tape having muffled his screams.  Should've taken that off, I'm in the mood for some music.

Too late for that. The knife is blocking most of the blood from coming out and I rip the tape off. I vigorously shake him, staining his shirt.

I hush Nagisa, she is sobbing as Karma screams. I stop shaking him, and he whispers his last words.

"I love you, little blueberry. "

He slumps onto my child's shoulder, who is crying her heart out. I wonder what he meant. I'm tired. I leave for bed, not bothering to move anything.

Isogai
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I feel especially sad, and I don't know why. I'm walking along with Maehara, his arm over my shoulder. We can't leave hospital grounds yet, but that means we are always together,  so I don't mind much.

I look at a small corner between two hospital buildings. There is a very thin, old man wedged between the walls. He almost looks like a skeleton. I call out to him.

Isogai:"Do you need any help? "

I reach out to him. My hospital gown tears as he suddenly lunges, falling on top of me. I am glad hospital trousers became standard issue for those allowed outside.

Isogai:"Sir please, I need you to get off."

I looked up,  and saw Maehara take a step back. I looked back down when I feel a sharp pain in my side. He's unpicking my stitches! His broken nails scrape against my flesh as I try to wriggle away.

Maehara was calling for help. I can't see him! I look at the man's face. His eyes are completely black.

I desperately try to get away, and I catch a glimpse of his fangs as the man bites into my shoulder,  burning pain running through me. His teeth sink deeper and deeper, and I scream at the top of my lungs. Someone has to hear! Someone has to come! Why can't I hear my scream?

All I can hear are strangled moans, as my throat seizes up. I try hitting him with my free hand, but he's too strong. I watch as he slowly gets younger and stronger. I can't do anything!

He continues scratching at my stab wound,  blood gushing everywhere.

Everything starts to blur, the pain slowly fading. Is this how I die?