Arthur stood at the window, staring at the horrifying world that glared back at him. He just stood there, as if waiting on something. He stood for hours, gazing almost sightlessly at the emptiness that was the snow-covered ground outside. However, viewed through his eyes, it was hell.
There was a woman's body, mercilessly hung by her neck on the tree closest to him. She screamed at him, saying that he should have done something, her pupil-less eyes glowering at the Brit. There was a blood-drenched clown on stilts laughing manically, holding up skewered heads like they were cotton candy. Crawling across the snow, leaving a trail of crimson in his wake was a man with his legs broken in a million pieces, his eyes ripped out of their sockets, a smile that touched his ears forever etched on his demented face. Twitching across the lawn, a girl with dark hair covering her terrifying face fazed out and skipped as if she were an outdated video. Occasionally, a woman whose appearance was similar to the one in the tree would flash across Arthur's vision, her mouth wrenched open in an eternal scream that tainted the world around her, eyes dark holes in her twisted head. Another young girl was climbing a tree farther from Arthur's sight, however, she was inching up the trunk as a toddler would crawl, gravity having no effect on her body.
So Arthur continued to stare out the window, seeing what others could not, enjoying every sick moment of it.
AN
Yes, I am a very twisted person, thank you very much~ ^__^
Uhhm, this was kinda random... I like gore and blood and violence, so Immna continue this because I finished Withering Hope (even though it was a while ago... ^^;;) and this is really fun. x3 So YAYNESS.