His words continue to echo in my mind;"Now, let me show you how much of a monster I can really be!""No, no, no, this can't be good" I muttered absentmindedly to myself.With his hand still on my neck, he use his free hand to remove the tongue ripper he had carefully hidden in his Jean back pocket. I was sure my heart skipped a beat.I fight harder and harder, to get away from his strong hold, but it was fruitless like always.Fighting his grip on my neck is useless and my mouth was left helplessly open in my futile attempt to breathe, giving him full access to continue his exploitation.I watch as his eyes gets locked on his target while his irist contract.At first, I felt a bearable sting of pain on the side of my tongue, followed by the metallic taste of blood as it starts to pool up in my mouth, clogging as fast as it flows.The pain started increasing, slowly at first, until it feel like my head is going to explode with it.
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