kuraz08

The bell rings, I stood in crippling fear. And so the smell of raw flesh is beckoning near. I walked into the dark room, with tools laying around. And so I waited for the call, not making a sound. The smell is horrid. The sight is disturbing. Something churned in my stomach, and so in my head. I patiently waited for the time to come. I know my other side has taken over. I grabbed the knife. The wait is over. I approached the fetal body, and cut it with glee.