The sound of the steel blade sliding out of it's holster. The feel of the handle in my hand. The piercing sound it makes when I lift it up high above me. The crude sound of the steel ripping through flesh and bone. A slash here. A slice there. Leaving only wads and chunks of bloody meat. The way it makes me feel. It sends a pleasant tingle through me, like a euphoric rush. An explosion of excitement. Leaving me wanting more. The thrill of a scream. The fear in their eyes. The begging for their worthless lives. It makes me melt…it permeates through every pore…it makes me ache for more…more…more…