An ashened figure lazily laid on the sofa located just behind the two girls, their blond hair drooping over a pair of sewed-shut eyes. The figure’s loose smile tightened slightly when a screech exploded from the other blonde, crimson pouring from her mouth and onto the floor as she opened it.


    Two hands shot up towards where her tongue used to be, eyes darting down to see her newly vermillion-coated digits.


    “Uuuggh… Couldn’t she have been a bit more considerate of her volume? Someone’s trying to enjoy a murder here… Tch.” The phantom angrily spat, his sapphire orbs moving lower towards her pierced abdomen.


    “And Chloe, I know that tongue didn’t taste good. Been there, done that. I’d rather eat a raw steak than another tongue~.” He giggled, his demeanour slightly trembling at the thought of consuming such a thing again.


    Demented gaze shifting towards the small female, whose clothes were now splattered with blood, causing a murderous glow to seemingly appear around her, Nathanial’s stitched smile grew wider as his supremely sharp teeth formed a predatory grin.


    Chloe’s orange hair haphazardly cascaded down her figure, some stray strands covering her visage, but unable to cover the breathtaking expression that had consumed her countenance. Dimples showing in all their lethally cute glory, a small trail of blood slipped down her chin as a toothy grin devoured her sanity, divorcing all semblance of reason from her utterly shattered psyche.


    Her two hands frantically trembled as they restlessly hung loose from her shoulders, as if they were raring to strangle the life out of the obstacle that stood in its way.


    Head bopping to and fro, drunk from the taste of the piece of Ella that she’d tasted, a loud fit of laughter flowed from her larynx, a small drop of blood departing from one of her sharp blood-coated teeth.


    A golden orb, mesmerised by the sight before it, glowed with ecstasy as it frantically dashed around Ella’s body, as if trying to take in each and every one of her last breaths.


    Nathanial’s body shuddered from the sight before him, some part of him thankful that he was already dead.


    “Never mind. I guess her tongue must have been of better quality than the one I ate.”


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    “AHAHAHAHAHHA”


    That was all she could hear. As if it was being played on a record player at max volume, all she could think about was the state of the girl in front of her.


    It made her laugh! Made her scream out in joy! Just thinking about the brutality of what she’d done sent her into another unrecoverable fit of laughter that felt as if it would never end.


    Multiple other ashened figures appeared before her, laughing side by side with her, hands on their stomachs as they doubled over in pain.


    Some figures were even lying on the floor, kicking their legs up in the air uncontrollably.


    Feeling as if she was in a party, multiple bodies pushed up close to her; she put both hands out to her sides and placed them upon the ashened’s shoulders, jostling from side to side as if they were all high on drugs at a rave.


    A few rogue tears leaked from her singular orb, turning her vision blurry, causing the figures to merge together into one large blob.


    Suddenly, Chloe felt her shoulder be roughly tugged, pulling her out of the way of a body that smashed through a crowd of apparitions, seemingly appearing out of nowhere.The author''s tale has been misappropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon.


    At some point, the small girl had completely forgotten about Ella… She had become irrelevant; the only important thing to her was enjoying the moment. Dancing around the room, a taller body chased after her, never quite coming into contact with the smaller of the two.


    The large, black, ashened creatures smiled at her like they were playing a game of tag, helping Chloe escape from the raging bull behind her that had tried several times to tackle her to the ground.


    Her own laughs mixed with the endless screams, which she’d shed many times in her life, mixed together and reverberated endlessly within her distorted world, her body’s exhaustion a thing of the past, vision blurry, spinning and glowing with several incomprehensible colours, bright enough to give someone with epilepsy a seizure that they’d never recover from.


    Then it all froze. A sharp pain shot out from her left thigh, a low growl escaping from a mouth that was not hers.


    Orange orb peering towards the knife that loosely bit into her flesh, crimson flowing down her limb, Chloe gave the girl in front of her a small smile.


    “Sorry about that. I lost my head for a bit there… tend to do that a biiiiiiit too often nowadays, huh. That was rude of me, my bad, Sweetie. Let me give you the attention you so truly deserve~” The small orange-haired girl cackled, her two hands balled into fists as she sent one towards Ella’s bloodied visage.


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    “What the fuck is going on???” Would probably be along the lines of Ella’s thoughts if she had the mental composure to think rationally.


    Still unable to recover from the shock of being stabbed and then having her tongue ripped off and—worse yet—eaten in front of her by the very same person who stabbed her, the taller girl wearily stood, body and mind numbed by a wave of insurmountable pain that crushed her body like a mountain had been placed upon her shoulders.


    But soon that pain turned into pure anger.


    Seeing the small orange-haired girl burst into a fit of laughter, acting like a complete drunkard who’d just won the jackpot on a slot machine, Ella’s mind broke in two.


    “I’m going to kill this bitch if it’s the last thing I do.” She mentally seethed, gritting her teeth as she ruthlessly jerked the kitchen knife out of her back.


    Immediately vomiting blood onto the carpet below her, Ella listlessly stared at her crimson feet, vision blurry and weak.


    But it didn’t matter. Once again, pain turned to more anger, a never-ending process that gave her the energy to continue.


    Her body felt paralysed from forcing her body to move, but she clenched her teeth together and forged forward. These injuries probably weren’t going to be healable, and she knew that even in the best case, she’d be disabled for the rest of her life.


    Launching herself towards Chloe, she tightly gripped the knife with both hands and swung the knife in front of her.


    The least she could do was end this bitch’s life right here, right now.


    “HAHAHAHAHHAHAH~!” Chloe screamed, her orange orb frantically jumping around the room as she started to stumble around, her arms raised as she attempted to balance herself.


    Swiftly dodging Ella’s lethal attack, the girl stumbled from the uncontrollable momentum she’d created and fell to the floor, the knife falling to the floor next to her.


    Hatefully glaring towards the orange-haired girl who was now effortlessly dancing around her apartment, the taller girl gathered herself and continued her assault.


    “I’ll fuckin end you!” She vehemently swore.


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    “Snapped back to reality, eh?” Nathanial enquired, now standing behind the small girl as he peeked into her field of view with a smile plastered upon his once peerless face.


    “Only so much pain a girl can take before she becomes delulu, Natty~!” Chloe singed, a small, yet controlled, smile growing on her countenance as she relished the feeling of her knuckles once again sinking into Ella’s face.


    A crisp crack sounded throughout the air as the small girl took in a deep breath of air. Ella’s nose was now no longer perfectly straight, but rather pointing off in some random direction.


    The girl let out a cry of pain as more crimson ran down her face but refused to rid herself of the knife within her grasp.


    It was the only way she was going to win against this psycho, especially considering her current physical state.


    Suddenly a loud metallic groan erupted from the entranceway, daylight pouring into the room, banishing the darkness that clung to each and every surface so heavily.


    In its wake, vermilion shone brightly, now coating most surfaces in the room as if it were the new fashion statement of the year.


    Chloe’s controlled expression exploded into another wild grin as she hastily grabbed Ella’s hands, pulling the knife up to her own throat whilst the girl was still partially blinded from the brightness.


    Leaning dangerously close to the blade, the small girl tightened her vice-like grip upon the knife, ensuring it wouldn’t move even an inch closer than it should.


    Lips nearly touching Ella’s ear, the taller of the two’s eyes widened upon realising how close Chloe had just gotten.


    A small giggle left Chloe as she whispered, “You shouldn’t have craved what was never yours~. Now… dance for me.”