XI: Slit Split Sshhhheat

One. Two. Three.

Applause.

Four. Five. Six.

The crowds cheer.

Stand up and make some noise.

Unsheathing my blade, I bowed down and whispered, "Let's begin."

On to the speaker. One down. A bodyguard perhaps. Then two. Some business people or better be called perverts. Oh four now. And then five. Nine!

Screams. Yes. Screams from men.

I think I got sixteen.

Gun shots? Man, where could their target be? They're not pretty good at aiming.

I'm getting messy as every slice blood spills.

Panic. Yes. Men panicked and tried to flee. But I can't let them so I jumped to the exit and slit their frightened faces. And let my blade experience their filthy bodies.

Twenty two.

As the number closes to the total of 25, I felt an itch on my right shoulder. Blood was coming out of my skin.

I looked around and saw Emen holding a gun aimed at me. "New guy!" I shouted. He ran off.

While I was trying to go his way, I noticed that the girl was being freed from her chains by two men.

Smelling from a distance, I knew these men were up to no good. I hurried to them and sliced through their hands instead of their throats. They were screaming as they ran away.

My eyes were getting blurry but was careful to cut the chains properly.

I tried my best for her not to hurt when she falls so I immediately catched her. But I felt dizzy and we both fell on the dusty floor.

On top of me, I sensed that she's moving. I felt her hand on my chest pushing me. I believe she's trying to get up.

She might be looking at me, seeing her eyes opened for the first time. But the whole picture was quite blurry.

And then, I felt the need to close my eyes.