Bassist with the knife

One stab, two stab, four...
"I must..I..I must kill them...don't tell me otherwise....." He says as small chuckles leave his plump lips, "don't fuck with me....i'll Slit your throat and watch you suffer.. back against the wall....bleeding out." He smirked .

The victim scurried back whimpering, a face full of tears. But that didn't mean the murder spared him, oh no...