*Art on cover belongs to jumpingapples on Quotev* I shake out of fear and despair, watching as my captor knelt down in front of me. No one was around. No one but him. His gloved hand reaches out to me, gently caressing my cheek. The mask on his face hid all his emotions behind it. I flinch at his touch, my breathing becoming more ragged in a panicked manner. With a throat dry as the desert, I take a few deep breaths and muster up the courage to ask, "Wh-What do you want from me?". He releases a throaty chuckle which was slightly muffled by his mask. Inching closer to my face, he responds, "You."

Gedanken dieser Welt

Es heißt es gibt eine Gruppe Menschen, die andere Menschen entführen und töten. Sie werden von den Menschen als "Monster" betitelt. Sie entführen die, die nicht mehr an sich selbst glauben, weil sie, sie "versuchen zu Heilen". Sie "Heilen" sie, in dem sie ihre Opfer an Albträume leiden lassen und somit aus ihnen ein gefühlsloses Wesen zu machen. Sie selbst bezeichnen sich als "Geschenk Gottes".

Some of the thought can might trigger people so please be careful and never forget that it wasn't your fault.