Chapter 1: Torment

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April 17, 2010
(throwback)

Klein's POV

"I plunged a knife into her breast
And told her she was going to rest
She cried , Pls don't murder me
I'm not prepared for eternity

I took her by her golden curls
And drug her down to the river side
And there I threw her into drown
And I watched her as she floated down"

I heard a sound of a Metal scratching

"I plunged a knife into her breast
And told her she was going to rest
She cried , Pls don't murder me
I'm not prepared for eternity

I took her by her golden curls
And drug her down to the river side
And there I threw her into drown
And I watched her as she floated down"

He sang it again

Fck please stop

"I plunged a knife into her breast
And told her she was going to rest
She cried , Pls don't murder me
I'm not prepared for eternity

I took her by her golden curls
And drug her down to the river side
And there I threw her into drown
And I watched her as she floated down"

"Please Stoppppp!!!! " I screamed

"Say it again or I will kill you " the guy told me,grabbing my chin tightly.

"Fucking Psychopath!!! " I shout at him while glaring angrily at his eyes.

"You're not afraid to die huh " he says in a low husky voice

I tried to move myself backwards as he started to move close to me, he's holding a knife full of blood, he look very close to a human butcher, well he is. Because this dude is a psychotic killer who kills people just because he wanted to.

"poor boy, now you can't move" he told me when I stopped moving my feet. I was abuse so hard when I was kidnapped, my whole face is swollen, I have a broken right hand and legs full of bruises and scratches. every move I make feels worse, even the slightest move can make me scream.  But this time I know I have to move. I don't wanna die like this. I put on a lot of effort to hide myself behind the human wall, -dead bodies was stack up, high enough for me to hide myself, dead bodies give off a distinctive, sickly-sweet odour that’s immediately recognisable and hard to forget.I close my eyes as I hear him walk towards me, the stinky and sticky floor with saliva, (coz this dude spit a lot) smoke ashes and blood, his hard boots smell awfully bad. fuck, I wanna puke. Everything I see looks very disastrous ,  wherever I look there are dead bodies.

"there you are" he says when he saw me, I look up slowly, and there I saw his face looking down at me. He raise his left hand very fast,ready to stab me with his rusting knife.  I close my eyes, getting ready for eternal life.

"Stop that donkey looking killer!! I heard someone shout. I wasn't able to stand up, but I witnessed how the killer fall off his feet and slam himself on the ground, I moved beyond the corner of the room slowly, wanting to figure out what happened.

There I saw him, the killer. Blood running down his big head. Dimwit. I thought it's finally over, but he stand up , really fast. He grabbed an axe that was hanging on the wall and run towards the girl. Now I know what's gonna happen next, i look around and saw a hole just behind me, it was covered by something that makes it unnoticeable, like a camouflage type of cover. I take a peep and a long way exit welcome my eyes. I take deep breaths and started to crawl, I guess i wasn't the first one who discovered this exit, because there are already blood drips leading on the way, I don't know where this path will get me, but whatever.

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