The night was cold. The silence in the darkness is broken by the sounds of grasshoppers chirping and the croaking of frogs in the lake nearby. As the cloud parts and gentle light shine down from the moon, the girl silently raise her right arm up to her face. She inspect each scars on her arm, some from herself and some from her own actions. But she knows that she needs to keep going or else the nightmare will consume her like the others. On the other hand.....
Her left hand tightly grasp the axe she wields, splitting the skull of an unsuspecting victim. The boy let out a small cry before the girl swing again, this time aiming for his neck and cutting his head from his body. The beheaded victim falls with a soft thud and the girl muses to herself. ‘That makes 15, i should have enough to move back to the 6th floor.’ She silently drags the body back to her hideout and prepare for ascension. ‘I’ll be out of here soon. I’ll free myself from this awful place and get my revenge’ she promises herself before continuing with her task. What an interesting speciment.
ps: I’m bored.