The crimson liquid spilled on the ground, it formed a puddle. He looked at the corpse that sat in front of him. He softly chuckled and grabbed his knife. He went to the corpse and slowly removed the head. The bone brought trouble, but he broke the bone, he jerked the head in the same motion you do to kill a chicken or a bird. He grinned when he felt the bone snap, he laughed when he removed the head. “You were a beauty, but in life, everyone has their time, yours came soon,” he chuckles and drops the head. He looked around the cold room. Only a small hanging light kept the room from being pitch black. He walked on the corpse and made his way to the stairs. He walked up and opened the door, he removed his shoes and gloves, he tossed them …show more content…
“Many people have gone missing in the past month,” he looked at the anchor and laughed. “If you have any information about where they may have gone call the number on the screen. We know where you are, we will find you and the bodies, you can’t hide forever. We are always watching you.” He quickly shut off the tv. He got up and made his way to his bedroom. He grabbed his pajamas and a clean pair of underwear, he made his way to the bathroom. He turned on the bathtub, and set it to a good temperature, not too warm, but not too cold. He added some bath salts to help him relax. His mind was already messed up, his disorders didn’t help him. He always saw himself as okay, but he wasn’t. He needed help, but feared the worst. He stepped into the tub and sat down. He looked down at the water and slowly sank into it. He was pretty tall and the bath was a bit small, so his knees stuck up a bit. He closed his eyes and was now under the water. He held his breath and tried to keep himself down. He was trying to drown out everything. Trying to end everything that hurts him. He couldn’t stand any of this, he just wanted to be left in a peaceful world. Everything soon went …show more content…
He looked at his hand. There the knife stood, sticking out of his hand. He suddenly felt the pain and screamed. He held hand closed to him and pulled the knife out. He grabbed a roll of napkins and tried to stop the bleeding. He started to cry, he crawled around the floor trying to find something to help him. They’re coming for you.~ And when they get you, you’ll suffer even more, we’ll be showing our faces. Ahahaha… He knocked down some paper towels, he grabbed as many as he can and placed them over his wound. He started to apply pressure to help with the bleeding but it caused a lot of pain. He felt his whole body shaking, he was scared and unsure of what will happen. A few minutes later he finally felt stable enough to stand up. He looked at the tile floor to see the mess he made. He left the kitchen and went to the bathroom, he cleaned it up and wrapped it with some gauze and bandages. He wanted to make sure it wouldn’t become much greater than it already was. He sat on the floor and looked up the ceiling, hearing the voices echo in his head, cursing and taunting him. His eyes began to swell up, tears dripped down his chin. He hugged his knees and just wanted to feel someone with