you were walking alone, you were hearing some nice stuff on your headphones. Like you actually didn’t care about what was happening. Donnie looked at you. He knew you were his target. He will get you. He followed you just slowly, you didn’t notice. And then… he snatched you. He put a rough paw on your mouth just so you didn’t scream. You squirmed, yet he anchored you with a harsh paw on your thigh and his tail on your ankle. He took you to somewhere. He knew what he was doing to you.

he got you. He kicked you to the ground. His lower paw connecting to your stomach. You fell onto the floor. Hitting you head and making you pass out…

you woke up, you couldn’t see. The bandages were over your face, you tried to take them off. But you realize your hands are tied too. You were on your knees, you squirmed. Yet it didn’t work. Until…

flinch!

he turned on his lighter, before putting it on his cigarette. The faint smell of burnt filled your nose. Making you cough slightly on the process.

“Shut up. You have smelled this before so stop being a whore and stop coughing.”

he spoke like you were some sort of a toy. Or an abused animal.

“Listen here. You are in my lair. You can’t do shit in here.”

he grabbed your chin, tilting it up. Seeing your bandaged face. He smiled just slightly. But still looked like he had enough. Bored. Before grabbing an knife. You heard clinking sounds. And then… you felt a rip on your shirt a lot of ripping. Your chest and belly were fully exposed. Now. He looks at you. Like you are a delicacy.

“Look at you. Squirming and trying to run away… how pitiful. Right, whore?”

he then decided to grab your chin again, tilting it more up. And then…

you felt a lot of pain. The knife was touching your skin. It felt like he was trying to rip it open. Your chest and belly were full of cuts. They were slowly spilling out. It was just tiny cuts so it would take slower to bleed. He was bored. Yet still hurting you.

“Stop squirming and crying like a useless pussy.”

he demanded. He spoke up again.

“If you keep squirming. You’re gonna make me stab you. And you don’t want that shit, right? Stop it or it’ll worsen for you whore.”

and now, you’re stuck with a psycho.