Saw Ii Flesh & Blood Novelas e Histórias

An infected man limped towards me, his throbbing flesh covered in what looked like teeth. With a scream, I stabbed the air before me, sending my blade straight into the creature’s chest. The blood welling up around the blade was red, but with bits of a black mold-like substance. I pulled the blade out and slashed it, again and again, spraying the tainted blood everywhere, until the creature collapsed into a lifeless lump of meat. Its eyes were empty glass spheres, just like those of Mr. Humphries.

With my trembling hands, I grabbed the handle of the door, and it had just opened when Bell's scream froze us. I furrowed my eyebrows and turned back only to see her pale face with widened eyes. She covered her mouth with her hands and panicked. We followed her gaze and stared at the sink. The sight I saw sent chills down my spine. Blood was flowing instead of water from the tap, which had blown us all away. I choked in the air as she showed us the blood across her lips. "I told you, Bell. But still, you didn't listen to me."

Fear succumbed her whole body making her unable to move. "N-no! I am not the cure! Stay away from me! No!!!" That was the last words were heard by her as the people started tearing her skin making her blood ooze out non-stop. With such strength by numerous people attacking her, they managed to tear apart her limbs without difficulty. There are some people who had seen this soul-taking scene and managed to ran away fast. They were scared that these people might get them.

I can’t quite see its total face but I can see its mouth and eyes. I stepped back and I immediately ran away from him. I was so nervous and scared by what I saw. Are vampires real? As far as I know, they are just fiction. I stumbled when I stepped on a sharp rock that injured my left foot. “No. No! ” I screamed in my mind. I immediately touched my left foot. I felt someone standing in front of me causing me to look up. My flesh grew cold when I knew what or who it was.

he sighed, a sound of genuine, disappointed resignation. He pressed down. The blade tore into the flesh of my left forearm. A gasp of pure, unadulterated agony tore from my throat, my body violently jerking against the heavy metal chair. The thick leather straps bit mercilessly into my wrists and chest, holding me pinned, offering no escape from the searing heat of the blade. Hot, crimson blood began to well up from the deep, clean line he had drawn, spilling over my skin and dripping slowly, rhythmically, onto the pristine white tile floor. In the blinding brightness of the room, the blood looked unnaturally dark, almost black.

The moment he saw me, his face darkened. "You're back? Thought you dropped dead in the hospital. Hurry up. The dishes are piling up. Wash them, and I'll give you two bucks. Consider it part of your college fund." As he spoke, he turned to Brian with a completely different expression, his eyes soft with affection. "Brian looks so handsome in those. Like a movie star. Come on, I'll take you out for KFC." Brian whooped with excitement. As he passed me, he deliberately stepped on my foot.

My hands were cold, and I stared at the screen again. “It is not his empire,” I said. "This is his bloodline." Footsteps resounded outside the room. The door opened. Dino stood with an unreadable expression. "You found something," he said. I swung around and looked at him a-throbbing. "Yes," I replied. His eyes sharpened. "What did you find, Drina?" I turned back and looked at the screen, and then at the man whose name had plagued all corners of my life. "A ghost," I said. "And it belongs to your family."

“Breathe, Alice. I’ve got you.” Her heart pounded, trapped in Kane’s crimson gaze, his warmth so close she felt his heartbeat. Her senses flared, catching the wild musk of wolf under his skin, and her nails ached, retracting slowly as she focused on his touch. “I’m not… me,” she whispered, voice trembling, wrist scar pulsing. “I saw it, Kane—a lab, Samuel, my scar. I’m not a hybrid. I’m… a weapon.”

A pair of witches in long green coats passed by, their eyes glowing faintly as they whispered to each other. A group of wolves in human form lounged by a fountain, their gazes following me with open suspicion. And then there were the vampires. They didn’t walk so much, more of gliding, moving with that unnatural grace I’d only ever seen in movies. Every single one of them seemed aware of me, like they could smell what I was under the ward. “This is…” I began. “A lot?” Davorin finished. “Yeah. Definitely a lot.” We stopped at a tall, arched doorway carved with more ancient designs.