My heads shook as I sat the camera and tripod down in my bathroom. Oh Lord I feel sick already just thinking about what I'm going to do, but I want to do this. Plus the fans will see me shirtless. That should be a good show anyway. The setting was perfect. My bathroom look like one I would have. Blood stains all over the place. This video might get flagged, but I don't care. I put the camera on the tripod and made sure the sink and I were in the shot. My neck looked pretty much the same as the last time they saw it. Infected looking and bleeding. I grabbed my knife and hit the play button on the camera and stept back.
"W̸͏ell̴̸, ͝l̵̴o̡o͟͟k̴̡s̸̛ ̧́w̷̛h͏͝ò͡'͡͠s ͞h̢̨͟è̡̕r̡e!?̡̨" I yelled into the camera. I then smiled creepily. "C̸͜om̵̡e̢͘͢.̵͡҉ ́C̶͘om̀e.̡̀ T̕a͜k͘é̀ ̷à̶ ̕p͢e̴e̛͟k̨͜ i̶̛n̡͝tó͝ ̸̢͠t̵͘he ̢́mońst͏e̸ŗ's ́ļa̴͢i̛͞҉r͟ ̢͜A͞n̸̢d̵̀͟ ̛͡e̷̛͡n̵҉̷j̢͡͞oy̸̛͟ ̢͠t̷he͟͞͝ ͟ś͝h͢òw.̷ ̢" I said. I giggled my signature giggle. I put the knife down going out of camera frame and then came back up and picked up the camera to show them the room. Then, I sat it back down on the tripod."I͘҉͟ ̧t̨́h̸̨̛o̴̴͟u͡ǵ̷͞h̕t̸̀ ͞y͞o͢ư͜͜'̡d͡ ͠l͠i̧͜k̛e͝ ̡͝t͏͘͡o ͘s̵҉e͜͞͞ę ̡͝m̴̨e͝ t̨͡͏a͜ḱ͢e̕ ҉͟c͟҉à̢̕r͢e͜҉̴ o̶͜͟f ̀͞͞m͢y̧̕͠s͝el҉f̀͡.͜͠ ̷̛Y̕ơ̶̡u͢͠ ̡͞gu̴y̡͝ş̛̀ ͝s̢̨e͜e҉m̢̕ ̶́t̛o̶̢ ̶́ţ̀hi͠n҉k̸̴ ͡I̢ ̶caņ.̡̕ ̸͘͝T͏͢h̴a̸t̶ ̢̀͞I̵ ̸ç̧an'̛͜t͜͝ ̡f͜e͘ȩ̷l̴ ̶͟p̵̧͢a̵͡in͝.̀ ͡I̢ ̵͢h̸̷́a̷̕͜ve҉̛ ̸á͝ ̛s̸p̷̴͞ec̴̕i͟͡a҉̸͘l t̢͘r̀e̷at̶͞͡ ̷y̧ơ̷͠u̧. ͘Y͝ơ̧͘u̧̨͝ ͡͠ş̧e̴͡͝ei̧ņ̸g̶̷͢ ͞҉m̶̨ȩ͘ ̸̧̀cl͡èa̛̕ni̧n̷͠g my̸ ̸n̶̢ę͢c̡k. ̕͟͡I̵t̴̸̕ ̶͡sh͜͡o̸҉u͟͟͝ĺ̷̸d̴́͡n't ͞b̸͢͠e͏͡ ̨̨th҉͘a͘͝t͟͏ ́h̶ar̵d ̷̢͜t̀o͘͘ ͡d̀̕͞ơ̴ ̕͞c̶͢òn̸s͢i̧̡͜d̵͘e͘r̸̵ing ̸͡I ͜c͞a͘n̛̕'͜t ̕͏f͏e̡͠͏èl͟ ̀p̨͝͝ài̵n͞.̵̨̧ I̶s̵̴n'̕t̢͘ ̷̶t̴͠͝h͜a͘͝҉t̸̴̢ r̷i̡̕g͢ḩ͢t̡͠ ͠ỳ͜o͜͞u̶͘ g̵ưý̵͝s͏͏̴?̶͢ " I said. I adjusted the camera to show just me instead of both me and the sink. Then, I slowly took off my shirt. I smiled hugely at the thought of how many of them would be screaming right now. Once I got my shirt off, I smiled big. I'll let them get a good look at my skinny noddle self for a wile. I'll give them what they want. "L̸̀ì̶͘ķe͞ ẃ͏ha̛҉̀t͝ ͞y̶̷͟o̢͠ú ̛͘s̶̕͡ee̴͜?̕͜" I asked giving a bit of a seductive wink. Oh I practically heard them that time. I slowly walked back to the camera and adjusted it again so you could see both the sink and me. I slowly turned on the water dipping my hand into the stream for a bit to check the temperature. "G͏̛o͏́t ̛͘͢t̛͜o̸ ̧ma̢ke ̢s̢͟ur̷̷e҉ ̶t̵͠h͟҉e̛ w͟a̛͟te̡r͢ ̴is̨͡ n̷í̧͢c͢͞ȩ̕ a̵ņ͝d̷̶ ̴̀w̴͘͡a̡rm.̧̀͟ ̀̀͘I͘ ̨g͟o͝t̴̕ ̸̧͘my͡s͝͏ȩlf̧ ̷s҉o͘̕ḿ̕è͡ ̕̕ņ̷͏i̧ce͡ á́ņ̛t̛̕i̶͞b̸҉̨àc̢te͢r͡҉i̴a̵l̸ ͡҉s̸̕o̵̡̧a͘p̡͞,̧ ̴̀͡a ͘͢͝w͡a͜s̶͜͝h̶̡͝clo̵t҉ḩ͝ ̧́͞a̶͟͟n̶d͢͢͟ ͟a ͡t̸o̶̷w̧̢è͟͡l͏̀͞ ̶̶̛f̵͠o̕͢͟ŗ̴̀ ̷͟͠m̸ỳş̸͝e̵l̴f̡.̢ ̸T̸͞h̡e̶̷͠r͜ȩ͢͜.̢͡ ̸T̢͡͠h̛͘͝a̵̛͠t̴͜'́s ͟҉̵th͡͝e̕͠ te͘͢͜m͘͏́p͢͠er̢͟à҉ţ͜u̸̧͝r̨̢̢e ̧͞I ̶͘w͟ań͟t҉.̴͟" I said plugging the sink and turning my head to the camera.
I waited a little wile until the sink was filled and then turned off the water. I was mentally preparing myself for what I had to do as may frame glitched like always. Letting them also drink and screen shot as much as they wanted of me shirtless. "N̢oẁ͡ ̛͘t͝h̨̀a͡͝t͟'̵s̴̶ ̨͞t̢̛a̸̵͘ke̵͏̀n̷ ͟ca͞͡r̴͢e ͡of҉ ̡͜,͝ ͡it̢͟'͟s t̶͘ì͟m̀͟e̴ ̵̛͏t̸o̴͜ ̛s̕h͡o̶̸͞w̡͠͡ ̸̶͠ỳ̶o͠͡u̵ ҉͏m͏e ̨ḉļ̴͏e̛̕̕ań̨i͡ņ̶ģ̸͝ ̡̛͢m̴͏ỳ̶ ̕ne͝ck͝҉ ͢͟͠i͢͠nj̵̨̀u̵r̶y ͘f҉e͠҉e҉l͝i̷̴͘n̷g͠͞҉ ̴̶͢ńo҉̧͝ ̀͏͏pa͜͝͞i̷͜n̷͝." I said taking the washcloth and getting it wet with water before adding the soap to it. I turned to face the camera instead of the sink now so they could have a nice front view of me. I smiled. I then began slowly to rub gentle circles on the blood that ran down my neck cleaning it as I slowly made my way up to the wound. As I touched the would, I tensed up. It hurt. It hurt so much, but I couldn't let them see it. I continued on cleaning and squeezed my eyes shut. Oh it hurts so much. I gripped the sink with my free hand. I was barely washing it and it hurt so bad already. I stopped and opened my eyes with an involuntary gasp. I rinsed out the blood from the washcloth and reapplied soap. I brought my hand back up to my neck and made an involuntary gasps again. I squeezed my eyes shut again as I applied more pressure to my washing. Once I skirted the edge of my neck wound with the new pressure, I involuntarily cried out softly. I pulled the washcloth away and rinsed it out again and applied more soap. Oh I wasn't doing well and I only just started.
