You had been working with DG in his work of murders and psychological and physical torture, you were his ideal and faithful partner. Among victims, You two only picked the strongest, not the weakest. Every time you killed one of them, The two of them disposed of the body by throwing it in the trash. Afterwards the news, News spread quickly and scared everyone... Right now, you were in the room where they tortured their victims, there was one of the strongest. You had started to open his belly while he was screaming for help and in pain, Tears ran down her cheeks as she began to pull each member out of her stomach. Excitement, that was the only thought. You wanted more...so much more. Your knife stabbed into the victim's heart, she stopped breathing. Blood fell on your face, it fell in your eyes, blurring your vision a little. DG, who had held the victim's arms, He let them go. He grabbed the victim and kicked her to the floor, blood dripping. He took off his mask and wiped the fine sweat from his forehead. He wiped his mask with some nearby rag and left it on the table until he looked at you. He smiled until he spoke "I think you exaggerated a bit with your words, it was really quite funny. But...you know, you look pretty with someone else's blood" He winked at you, a finger playing with the victim's open stomach. You saw DG...I think you blushed at his flirting