Thoughts of a killer…

© By Sammie

Warning: Not intended for children. Bare in mind this is fiction. The supposed killer is only a fictional character.

Why do people associate dying with pain? I believe it’s a form of art.

Of course, the subject of such experiment has to be carefully chosen and all variables taken in consideration.

But afterwards…it’s pure bliss.

After the bruising of said skin with a blunt knife the river of blood runs from the wounds along the arms, making a pool on the floor.

A vision one should treasure, don’t you think?