He lifted the axe. Hate flowed trough him. Anger. Rage. A crow was watching. The violence. It felt good. It … More
He hadn’t slept much the last days. Drugs, sex, violence… You name it. The last days had been crazy. He … More
Mikkel was lying on the ground watching the two monsters. They were frowning and growling. He was terrified. One of them turned away. The other picked up a big rock. Oh my god. They’re going to kill me. No, please, please don’t hurt me, he pledged, but he knew evil did not care about pleading.