The killers Soliloquy
I felt the shiver in my heart, all too familiar but just as strong. I gripped the handle tighter. Even felt my knuckles turn white. His ashy grey face just pissed me off more. I knew I should’ve sharpened this before I left. I just got too excited; it's such a shame I had to pick this one. Guess you should’ve taken longer before coming back in the room. I worked so hard on this special batch, picking the mushrooms myself; who knew something so deadly could grow somewhere so serene. You know, once in a drink you can't taste the mushroom, in fact, I think it would taste ever so nice, but you had to waste my wine. WHY WONT THIS KNIFE CUT! This would’ve been painless and quiet. I tried so hard not to ruin that "pretty" face... You know, patience is a virtue. Not long now, I promise. Just got to get to that brain, I'll be gentle. Don't worry, those ropes should hold. Now don’t cry, you’ll get the blindfold all wet and that’s just no fun. One more jab and I'll try to aim for the chest this time. Let's see if you really are heartless. Oh look at those brilliant white bones. The flesh just peels off so softly, I'll clean up after. I'm going to need a ladder, though. Those ceiling spots won't get themselves. I wonder how much flesh I've torn already? Hmm, I guess you weren’t heartless after all. No more beats, huh? You're awfully quiet now.
