The sound of knives tearing people's hearts still resounded in the empty room. You keep stabbing emotionless knives at those who bully you..You stab and stab until you're satisfied

Suddenly you hear footsteps slowly...slow and...chilling

a creaking sound of the door opening, you think you've been caught in battle by your actions. But appearing is a man wearing a black hoodie..no eyes...with a blue mask. and in his hand he holds a knife.. "well...well...well..interesting" he said