Black heart

The first victim

He jumped up from his seat in fear. He grabbed my arm and said "Don't make this harder than it needs to be." I turned around facing his back and grabbed his arm. "No thanks, I've always liked a challenge." I said as I snapped his arm. He yelled but the voices in my head started talking again and this time they said "He knows where she is, so make him talk!" They yelled that over and over until I snapped. I yelled at the man "Tell me where she is!" The man looked at me like he was falling asleep. "My arm..." He whined "My arm...is bleeding..." I looked down at his arm to noticed that when I snapped it in half it made his arm start to bleed and he was about to pass out from how much blood he lost. The voice in my head spoke once again, this time it said "If he's already going to die, you might as well be the one to finish the job." I thought of the best place to finish his death, I dragged him to the bathroom as people in the hallway screamed at the horror of how much blood was coming from the man.