Basement.

I found a closet that I crawled into, swiftly shutting the door behind me. I then noticed the small door, which wasn't locked and supposedly led down.

I pried it open, slowly sliding in and shutting it behind me. It was dark, but my own house was normally pitch-black. Mostly due to my lack of income and that I can't pay the bills, but it also spooks my victims further.

I stepped down slowly, my eyes quickly adjusting to the dark. I then noticed a figure on the floor, tied up and naked. It wasn't exactly my method of killing, but it'd do.

As soon as they saw me, they let out a long, muffled scream for help, the gag didn't keep her much quiet.

I made my way around the stairs and behind them, noticing a knife on one of the crates. Maybe - just maybe - if I took it and slaughtered this bitch, he might forgive me. I make a slow, cruel nod as a sadistic smile crossed my face, broadly.

I quickly ran over to her, kneeling down beside her.

Sangwoo soon flung the door open and switched the light on, his shirt and trousers had come off - leaving him in his boxers and a blue apron. He still held that goddamned sledgehammer.

"Aww.. Didn't get on well?" He cooed, as I held the knife closer to her throat.

"I'm simply telling you, I'm on your side, Sangwoo." I risk a small smile, as his psychotic gaze soon fixated on the knife.

His mouth soon turned up and he smiled back at me. "Kill the whore, then." He said as his smile remained, along with his gaze.

I made a swift nod, cutting the knife further in, small droplets of blood dripped down. I licked my lips, as the girl continued to scream more - which didn't help her case at all. The knife simply went further in.

Before the knife got any further in, I made an abrupt slice downwards, peeling the whole layer of skin covering her trachea. Blood practically poured out, and the girl had fallen silent for once.

I looked over to Sangwoo for his approval, but he wasn't where he was stood..

I let out a small squeak as he came up behind me, hugging my waist, close to his chest. I did feel something digging into my back, but decided to ignore it as he kissed my temple.

"You are a good girl." I liked those words alot. "Continue to please me and I'll guarantee you rewards." He said with another kiss, before he got up and took the body.

He had a stack of body bags behind the stairs, and he took one, shoving the body in. "Clean the mess you made, along with yourself." He said while zipping it up.

I quickly got up and ran to the kitchen, somehow my ankle's pain had disappeared. Perhaps the adrenaline of not wanting to be killed.

I came back down the stairs after about two minutes, having a bucket full of hot, soapy water and a mop. I made my way over to the overgrowing blood pile, not before Sangwoo had slapped my ass while I passed him which made me squeak.

"What are you going to do with the body..?" I ask slowly, while I mop up the dark red liquid.

"No, sweetheart. What are we going to do with the body? Though, mostly you, because you're the one who decided to take it in your own hands of killing my victim." I felt his scowl on the back of my head that made me whimper lightly.

After mopping up the blood, I had taken it back to the sink, pouring the now-filthy, cold, definitely not soapy water into the drain. Sangwoo was watching me the whole time.

I placed the mop and bucket back into the storage cupboard, and pivoted. "Where can I wash myself..?" I mumble, my heats cheeking up from the embarrassment of having to ask. I practically already knew the answer.

"With me, in the bathroom." He put shortly, as he opened a door and waved me over. I went in first, and the bathroom was quite a small room - especially for a six-foot giant. "Get undressed. Or, do you need help with that too?"

"I know how to put on my clothes and therefore, I know how to take off my own clothes."

"Watch the tone," He said while slowly leaning down and next to my ear, whispering. "Or do you forget what I can do to you, sweetheart?"