“ love me. love me. fucking love me. “

The toy would repeat, its neck writhing and blood seeping from the tears in its skin. There was a bullet hole stark in the middle of its forehead , real human blood trickling down the fabric. Its eyes were blood red. Its voice was a middle aged man’s voice and he sounded drunken and angry. Inside the clenched teeth of the felt toy, was a heart. A human heart.

“ Love me , 𝙲𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚊..? "