Chapter 10.

You killed me.

Chester couldn't help but laugh in her ears and confirm that she had killed him and that was how it seemed until the man stopped moving, stopped talking and his breathing no longer felt attached to her body, then the lights became so intense that they blinded her for a while until she no longer felt the man next to her; Her arms seemed to have withdrawn from the embrace, but the sensation of having pushed the knife still throbbed in her hands, so if she had killed him, freedom was what awaited her again and this kind of game would disappear entirely…

In reality, that was not what had happened to her, but then, when the lights returned to normal, the man was standing in front of her as if nothing had happened, remembering that she had killed him, it was not a mirage, it was reality, but the man was standing, the blood looked dry on his abdomen and it seemed that there were also threads closing the wound and this confirmed that he was human, but he liked to feel and not only the pain of others but his own as well…

She could not help but shed tears, she was scared, it was as if he had airs of God, that he believed himself willing not only to use his own life but to traumatize her by doing so, then she let out the words: you are a monster, you are sick, so that he would only tell her: I know, and I know The craziest thing is that you enjoy it, you enjoyed feeling like you were going through it

You cut my flesh with the knife, how was the experience? You said it was horrible, but the smile on your face betrayed satisfaction, you enjoyed it too, you love killing someone, you just won't tell it out loud…

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We all have killer instincts in this life, we just have to find a way to release them and you'll see how you're no different than me, her face darkened, because she knew he was right, we all have a breaking point, a limit that if we touch it makes us do crazy things…

And it was true that she had secretly enjoyed the feeling of being free; The ambition to be one was even greater, he had imagined a life after this event, he had even thought of changing countries and adopting another identity…

It was the way to forget these moments, but if he knew it is because he had also experienced this feeling at some point in his life and perhaps Chester Valt was a pseudonym and not his birth name, which led her to ask him: who are you really?, and he ironically answered her: I am you… I am me… I am your sister… I am the newborn that you ate… I am everything you can see and hear, that is what I am, but that did not give him answers, but doubts, because he knew that this was a way to confuse her, and before she could say anything else he waved goodbye while the stretcher where she was lying opened in half and she fell into a void where a new floor would await her.