Blood.

It’s raining blood…

I can’t remember when this urge of mine started. I just had it in me. And I’m such a natural in it.

Oh, by the way my hobby is hacking, slashing, stabbing, and on occasion killing. Killing living beings, most of the time it’s a human.

So, back to the present. I punctured the neck of the man that I’m currently facing. Who knew that the neck has so much blood? Must be the reason why vampires love it. Now I’m covered in blood. Gross, but love it at the same time.

If you were asking the reason why I did it, my answer will be… instinct? The man was so annoying, rapidly talking. So I decided to stab him in the neck, with my trusty screwdriver that I always have with me. Good thing that nobody’s around, it was dark anyways, plus who would be in a dark alleyway in the middle of the night anyway? But still I had to leave, so I ran.

Suddenly I felt nauseous. I felt like a spinning top in a spinning world. I suddenly felt the ground. Oh. I fell over.

‘Oh no, I didn’t lock the main door of the house…’ This was my last thought before the darkness of the night consumed me.

And that was my first memory of doing my hobby. How lovely.

Oh, the name’s Stephanie Sin Valentine.