Red pinpricks glowed in the darkness and seemed to be the sole source of light. Lena's eyes burned with hunger, anger and grief that only the broadest part of her felt.
Blood coated the walls, floor and splashed on the ceiling... Who knows how it even reached there - but somehow Lena made it happen.
Screams that once filled the room were now non-existent, as Lena continued the bloody massacre; satisfying the fire that burned in her blackened heart.
Bloody Red can't stop, no she won't stop. She owned this very night, and it felt so wonderful.
Her breathing was erratic, and she shredded the meat to the bone, adding to the pile that filled half the room.
She mussed her hair when she couldn't find any more meat and a growl escaped her throat.
More, more! She needed more!
She crouched on the ground and clutched her head, trying to control the monster inside.
But it wasn't working. Why isn't it working?
She just didn't know...
{{Outside the door}}
Uta clenched his fists and was still thinking of a plan to rescue Lena.
This was going to be difficult, and he couldn't think of a particular plan.
At that moment, he heard footsteps coming towards him, and he immediately distinguished who it was without looking.
His eyes grew darker and his fists tightened until the knuckles were white.
"Uta, you're still here?" Chuckled the embodiment of Lena's worst nightmare - her father.
"Yes, sir." Uta spat out through clenched teeth.
Father just chuckled once again and opened the door, that Uta was doing his best to guard - well he tried to guard it anyway.
Father grinned widely at the sight before him.
His daughter clutching her head in defeat on the floor, and the scent of blood that seeped out of the room excited her father further.
"Isn't this just wonderful?"