The Innocent One

The quiet and peaceful forest was suddenly disturbed by the intense screams of a woman slowly being tortured until she died.

The air itself seemed to tremble with the weight of her anguish, carrying the echoes of her pain through the tall, ancient trees.

Every drop of blood from her body became the reason for her weakness, seeping into the ground like a macabre offering.

Each of her screams was further amplified by a man she didn't even know but deeply despised.

His laughter twisted with a chilling satisfaction and his eyes danced with a vengeful fire.

This woman, whose name was lost in the torment of her final moments, had taken the life of the man's beloved.

"Why are you doing this?"
the woman screamed, her voice a fragile plea amidst the horrors unfolding.

The man's laughter reverberated through the forest, drowning out any hint of mercy.

He wielded a knife with a malevolence that sent shivers down the spines of unseen creatures.

"You killed the woman I loved the most,"
the man hissed, his eyes burning with fury. With a final surge of hatred, he thrust the knife into the woman's mouth, silencing her screams forever.