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A confession.. (Gore)

"He was asleep. I snuck into his house and I took some knives from the kitchen. I slowly made my way up the stairs. I walked into his room and saw him sprawled out onto his bed. I carefully crawled over him and I took one of knives and stabbed it through his left hand. He woke up and let out a scream full of pain. I laughed, finding the entire situation amusing, and stabbed another knife through his right hand. He continued screaming, kicking his legs as an attempt to push me off of him. I was surprised I had pushed the  two knives directly through two bed springs, making it almost impossible for him to pull them out with tearing his hands more and causing himself more pain. I stabbed two more knives through his ankles.. through the bone. I was being filled with more joy as I heard the delightful cracking sound they made." A smile appeared on the former cops face as he described the murder in detail.

"I took two smaller knives and ran them down his sides. The smell of his blood filling the room made me smile, his pained screams only adding to the euphoria for a few seconds before they began to annoy me. So I did the reasonable thing and I cut the skin off of his chest and pulled out the tissue from his body and stuffed it in his mouth." The crazed man leaned back in his chair, leaving his hands on the table and staring me in the eyes.

"I crawled off of him and looked at him. He was a bleeding, choking, crying mess and I was laughing so hard I couldn't breathe. I started to carve some very choice words into his skin and listened to him choke because it had become my favorite song. He had finally spit out the tissue and passed out from what I assume was shock and pain probably from blood loss but who actually knows. The cops had come in by now. I'm assuming his screams alerted his neighbors and someone called 911.. I'll have to figure out who that was a teach them a lesson..." The male played with the chain on his cuffs as he pondered something for a while.

"Now where was I? Oh yeah. The cops. They had pointed their guns at me and I laughed.. I looked at the dying man again and noticed he was somehow breathing. Breathing!" Rage was visible in the males face for a split second before his face was void of emotions again.

"I had to stop that. So I took the knife from his ankle and I stabbed him the heart. Then the cops shot me in the arm, which was very rude of them to do. I didn't feel the bullet until the blood started to rush down my arm. But that didn't stop me.. I stabbed him over and over again. They shot me once again and I'm pretty sure it was meant to kill me but I moved in time. The bullet went straight through my arm and I dropped the knife. They handcuffed me and I let them.. I looked at what I had done and smiled. He was finally dead and I could sleep in peace..."

The dark haired male smiled "And you guys thought I wouldn't tell you. Ha.. I don't even care anymore.."  The insane male let out a dark chuckle as he looked into the one way window in the interrogation room and slightly waved, knowing who was behind the glass as he had worked there before.

I was in shock.. I couldn't believe that Liam had killed someone. Then told me how like it was just another one of his funny stories.