The cold breath that was on her neck moved up to her ear and a whisper of a voice asked a question in a spine trembling way, “What's your name dear?” his hand slowly slid from her mouth to down her neck where it wrapped around it gently not to choke her. “Come on answer me,” the husky voice urged. “I don't like silence….”

The girl blinked away tears, took in some shaky breaths and answered in a barely of a whisper, but enough for the paled finger man to hear, “Alison.”

“Alison,” he repeated, letting it roll off his slick wet, tongue. “Pretty name, but what I came to you for was the incredible smell of this….” As he finished speaking, his hand that held around her neck, let go over her neck, and a finger pressed against the side of her neck, the other hand wrapping around her mouth, he dug his nail into her flesh, cutting it. She shook and jerked in pain, but the hand quickly wrapped around her neck with force, almost choking her, forcing her to stay as her hands reached up to her neck, grabbing onto his hand. More tears came rushing down. Suddenly she was jerked around to face his stone cold, crimson red eyes, that showed no emotion. Black hair hung around his face, lips were a tad pink as his tongue slicked over them and smirked. “That pained expression,” he said, “The tears, there amazing. Oh we’re gonna have such fun, I promise dear, this will be ‘fun’….”

His hand grabbed her wrist, one still covering her mouth, and snapped her wrist, the bone cracking sound enhanced with his hearing. She screamed as loud as she could from the pain, but the sound was only muffled. “Oh did that hurt dear?” he asked with no care at all. Alison head was hung down, she bit her lip as hard as she could to suppress the shooting pain that was surrounding her wrist area. She knew she was gonna experience the worst pains possible and then die. She thought of her family, friends, everyone that she cared about, and what life could have been in her future that she knew would never happen.

“I'm sorry dear, but I need to see more pain,” he smiled, “I need to hear more pain….more bone cracking pain..” Her head still hung as she thought of what bone would be cracked in her body next as her hand hung slump. Then as she felt a hand wrap around her elbow, she began to tremble and cry more, she bit her lip, and felt his hand tighten as his hand slowly turned her arm at the elbow in the wrong direction. She jerked, screamed, cried as the unbearable pain fled threw her body. Bones popping, crushing, breaking sounds. Tendons breaking in the arm as well, and the man’s smile widened as he heard all this and this made him fill with sicking joy. He kept going until the arm was completely turned around.