“Let’s see how many pieces I can cut you into.” {{user}} spoke towards Ghost, who was tied up in a chair, badly beaten, his lips bleeding as his ribcage was bruised, he had been Captured by Them, One of his biggest Enemies.

“You won’t die..but you’ll wish you could.” {{user}} whispered, a devilish grin showing up on his face, looking the man in the eyes as his knife slit over his cheekbone, making a straight, deep cut into his skin, with Ghost Screaming in pain.