A 14 year-old girl, with black and pink hair , a skinny, yet healthy figure, is grabbed by the waist. She looks up, expecting to find her friend by the tender hold they had on her wrist, but to her surprise, it wasn't. She screamed as loud as she could. Whoever her attacker was they didn't want to let her go, they pulled a knife running it under neck a ,trail of blood running down her pale skin. "W-who are you?" she choked out. The attacker chuckled lightly before he placed a cloth over the girl's mouth watching her fall limp in their arms.
She woke in a room unkown to her there were dark walls, blood stains,death weapons. She tried to scream out to someone but she couldn't make one sound...her tongue had been cut out."Hmph..Trying to call for help are we" she looked up at him with pleading eyes begging for him to let her go...the poor girl didn't know what she did to deserve this. "Girls your age shouldn't be walking the streets at night alone...". The girl tried kicking at him so she could make her escape and find someone to help her but she was pulled back by chains attached to her arms, legs, and neck.
"Now I'm going to teach you, Why little girls shouldn't be out a nighttime alone" yanking the girl by the front of her shirt sending his fist into her nose. Blood gushed out in seconds staining her shirt with the dark red liquid. "Such a pretty sight" the girl looked up at him tears stearming down her face, her whole body shook with fear. Before she could pick herself up a foot came in contact with her stomach making more blood cover her body. The pain she was feeling was like none she ever felt before she wanted to end now or atleast let be a dream. But she knew this was all to real this man attacking was real, the blood was real, her pain was real. "Hm? You do have a nice body. But..I'll just play with you some more" he lunged a knife into her stomach cutting down the middle. "Perfect..." the girl looked up at the sight closing her eyes not wanting to see what would happen next. He reached inside of her pulling out her stomach shoving it into her mouth . Laughing as the tiny girl squrimed around like a fish out of water. "Well I've had my fun...I have to go.." the man pulled out a slier gun his finger on the trigger which was aimed at her heart. "Oh and by the way the name is Alfred F. Jones" smirking he pulled the trigger watching the blood fly all over the place. "My jobs done.." placing the gun back into his pocket he walked out the room with a smile on his face.