When will it end. This madness.

After it consumes us all?

I can't feel the blood running down my arms, my legs, my body, all of it pooling at my feet. What I can feel is the sickening warmth of it in the otherwise cold chamber.

I let my head hang, no strength the keep it up. I knew he wouldn't come. Not even after he promised me. It hurts to think about, but I know it's true. It is Angl-

"ARGH!"

A scream was ripped from my throat as I was lashed again.

More blood to join the pool.