Withering mind

Waking up to that place again. The place was still the same, still wet, still endless, and still quiet.

I can't move my body. I just want to go home... Why?... Is that really that difficult?

I got attacked by a maniac butcher on the way here. Got almost sexualized by a fake cop, got almost killed by a driver with an ax, and now got tortured by a psychopathic bone maniac.

My tears flowed as I remember those things that happened to me.

I just want to go home and sleep on my bed, not worrying about tomorrow.

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Looking at my reflection on the water. I look like a mess... well what else am I suppose to look like. I got chased and almost killed four-time... Five? Arg... I don't know anymore.

I laid on the water and closed my eyes.

"I'm tired."

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I then got a hot and sticky feel after lying for a while and stood up.

"Huh?"

The place becomes red as blood. And body parts started emerging from below.

(("Please help us"))

Their voices echoed in my head. It hurts.

"Please stop! I beg you, please."

Decapitated head then looked at me with a dead look.

I'm scared. Please... stop. Please...

Decapitated body parts then started chasing me. And drowned me along with them.

"No... don't... Please. Let me go!"

It hurt's. It hurt's. It hurts. Please... stop. It' hurts.

I can't breathe...

And that moment on a string inside me was cut off, and a glass-like thing inside me just broke.

Crash!*

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I didn't felt anything at all. The place was back to normal... except for the color of the water... It was black.

The water was black and looking deep it feels like it's sucking me in.

But still... the pain was gone along with those voices.

...

I'm okay? Right?

I can't see my reflection... I can't see anything. Everything was just Black and Red.

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James visited her room every day and check if she stopped breathing. After three days of lying in bed like a person waiting for death... he found her awake looking outside.

"Oh... I thought you'd be dead for a few more days--" He was stopped as soon as he saw her eyes dead. Dead as a fish in the market.

"Hey..." He couldn't speak as Kaim just sat there looking at him with a dead look all over her face.

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A silence then def the room... James then covers his mouth... hiding his snickering smile.

"This is great! Kaim..." He said and left... He was quite happy leaving after seeing her being like that. A kind of happiness that made his heart palpitate to the look she has in her eyes, "Interesting... I wonder where should I start..."

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James then took a bath and get ready to bed since it was already night. He then passes to Kaim's room and saw her, still staring at nothingness.

Sigh--

He then caresses her cheek and smiled. "Get some sleep." He said in a soft tone voice and with his eyes gleaming with please.

Leaving out the room after putting her to sleep.

Bang!* He then punches the wall.

His hands bleed from the impact. He covers his mouth with it hiding again his smile that is filled with lust.

"Damn it... Her face is so tempting. Tch. Does she want me to devour her?" He then tossed his pillow and lay flat on the couch.

He then stared at Kaim's door. "If I were you I'd lock that door... Hmn. Goodnight, my little unknown."

He then shifts and stared at the ceiling...

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"Hey..." He then pushes her pinning her down to the counter of the kitchen.

Caressing her cheek as he looks to her dead eyes. "Hmmn... Aren't you a bit... Sigh-- Nevermind. What are you cooking?"

He peeks and found fruits in the pot. "Hmn... Jam?"

Kaim then her mouth and bit his lips.

"Flinch* You-- What are you..." Before she can finish she sat down at the counter and took off her shirt. "Glare* You really... are asking for this."

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Grabbing her head. He then slowly slit her neck from the nape down to her collarbone. "Haa-- Haa-- Your little pain growls are really cute. I wonder if Eli felt the same... When she was slitting your arm." Stab*

"Agh~" She let out a scream as he stabbed her hand to the chopping board.

He then swiftly runs the knife through her fingers. "I wonder... What if I cut them off and toss them to that jam your making. Will it taste much better as it is? Or not."

The counter was overflowing with blood that accompanies James's red face, blushing from the excitement of chopping off piece by piece or rather just running knife all over her and filling her body with 'beautiful patterns'.

He enjoys himself in the pleasure of biting and slicing her skin as he please without her ever complaining.

...

He then took a closer look at her... Her eyes, still dead yet overflowing with tears, her body trembling in pain, and her lips as pale as a person who is resting six feet below.

"Sigh-- I'm sorry, my little unknown. I got carried away and overdid it." He said as he leaned his head in her shoulder.

She then grabs James's hand and stabbed herself to the heart.

"No!!" James said as he saw his hand on her chest...

"..." And fell to the floor.

Crash!*

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" Huff-- Huff-- W-what... What was that?" James then looked around and found himself in the living room, full of sweat.

"So it was just a dream? She not dead. HA! HAHAHAHA. What an amusing dream..." He said as he laughs himself. Brushing off the fact that it felt so real.

Still anxious, he visited her room only finding her crying in her sleep.

"Sigh-- thank goodness... But to think, she did look beautiful covered in blood." He said as he wiped her tears.

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Looking outside he found a person lingering in the shadows.

"Tch. Again with those bastards trying to disrupt my peaceful life."

He then went to kill those people on his property.

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"She's my daughter."

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