As his screams pierced the silence of the forest, his mind was slowly slipping into insanity. His body ached from the pain of numerous battles and his screams echoed with the cries of his countless victims. He wriggled on the floor, clutching his head in a failed attempt to muzzle the agonic screams of his preys. Slowly he recovered sanity but once again, one of many nights was ruined leaving him distraught with uneasiness. That's the opening, of my story that i was suppose to complete 2 years ago. i want to ask people, would you start reading this just off that opening?
what i said. but I bet you'll like the story by midway, it's going to be different than today's angst stories.
