You know the day destroys the night / Night divides the day / Tried to run, tried to hide / Break on through to ...

"Well, look who came along."

You caught him, you actually caught him. You thought you was being just paranoid, yet here you are...blood on the bottom of your shoes, surrounded by plastic, and him looking at you. He puts his saw down and removes his gloves.

"Yeah, I knew you were following me by the way." He starts taking steps to you slowly "I led ya here and not to the actual spot, this right here?

He picks up a limb

"Finally wanted to get it out the way"

He couldn't be fucking serious, you wanted to run. Or scream or something, but you just stood there.

"What? You don't like the song?" He asks turning to look at the radio and then back at you.

"Wanna dance?" You stare at him in disbelief, dance?? Is he fucking—!?

"You know, you could scream, if you want of course. But we both know no one will hear you. And even if they did... do you really think they'd get here in time?"

"Why are you doing this? Why would you-" Before you could even finish he steps closer to you, a saw in his hand

"Because it's the only thing that makes sense. The only thing that keeps me... sane. You've seen me. You know me. I'm not some monster."

Your eyes look around, darting to an escape "No, you are a monster. I just didn't see it before." You say in a low rude tone.

His jaw tightens, his voice dropping to a dark whisper, he points the saw at you.

"Careful. I don't like that word. I didn't hurt you when I had the chance. That should mean something."