It doesn't really seem
I'm getting through to you.
Though I see you weeping so s w e e t l y.
I think that you might
have to take another taste,
a little bit of h e l l this time.
another V I C T I M dies tonight!
It been a few days of feeding her and cutting her until January could no longer bare it. It was either kill her or let her go. He was bound to get into trouble, his trail was dirty, he was surprised the detectives weren't banging on his door already. Finally, January burst into the room and turned the bright lights on. Her once beautiful skin was tainted with cuts, bruises and scars. He grabbed her by the throat viciously and forced his face in hers to speak.
"Listen to me, I can either kill you or let you go..." He ripped the tape from her mouth and threw it behind him. "But you have to tell me what you want." He dropped her head and grabbed her legs to untie them. He dropped them and turned back to her and reached for her wrists.
[ooc: I know it's short. >.<;; I'm having trouble writing a lot, lately.]
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