Chapter 9

WARNING: I WAS IN MY TOXIC WEREWOLF BOOK ERA WHEN I WROTE THIS. I RECENTLY REWROTE THIS, SO NO ONE IS CONFUSED. DESCRIPTION OF RAPE. MY HEART GOES OUT TO VICTIMS WHO HAD TO EXPERIENCE SUCH A THING. YOU ARE SO STRONG! I LOVE YOU ALL.

THIRD PERSON’S POINT OF VIEW

Hidden away in the cloak of the night’s blackness, a man succumbed to an uncontrollable frenzy, his sanity slipping away like grains of sand through an hourglass. Above his head, the twinkling stars adorned the canvas of the night sky, oblivious to the horrors unfolding below. Their beauty, a stark contrast to the grotesque scene beneath them, seemed to mock the savagery of his actions.

His once-human eyes now glinted with a feral intensity, a haunting glimpse into the depths of madness that consumed him. Blood splattered across his disheveled appearance, a chilling testimony to the lives he had mercilessly taken only moments ago. The metallic scent of death clung to the air, mingling with the scent of freshly disturbed earth