The crimson blood stains the white pristine walls of the bathroom as Kabukimono holds a kitchen knife in his hand

his breathing becomes more laboured the longer he stares at the dead body in his bathtub

you hold him by his waist with one hand whilst the other slowly runs it's fingers through his hair...you're an angel...and your job- well...more accurately goal is to make sure this sweet...innocent man is driven to the brink of Insanity but in the most encouraging way possible