life

No one could hear her screams
She was losing sight of life
Everything was fading to black
Her skin was turning cold
He didn't mind
He enjoyed the look of pain in her eyes
With her blood running down her arms
He laughs
What a perfect sight
Her tears are mixed with her blood
As she is screaming why
His face turns cold you are nothing
He rips off her fingers one by one
The horror on her face
He smiles as he is cutting  through her chest
She is wishing she was never born
He wakes up from a dead sleep
With blood on his hands
Could he be a serial killer?