(cw: murder and other dark stuff)
"Alright, I've never really told anyone this, but...here goes.
So, for context, I've killed people. Like, A LOT of people. It's what I do. The rush I get when I see the look of sheer terror in their eyes as they stand face to face with Death himself...There's nothing like it, I tell ya. But I'm getting off track.
I'm not really sure how to explain this, but sometimes I feel like I'm being...haunted by the ghosts of the people I killed. Like, I'll see something out of the corner of my eye, or I'll hear a strange voice.
But the NIGHTMARES, those are the worst.
It always starts in a pitch black void. Then, a sea of red. Then, a ghostly hand reaches out of the red and grabs me. Then another. And another. Hundreds...no, thousands of ghosts, all dragging me down into the depths of Hell.
And all the while I hear their whispers, they all say the same thing:
Why?
Why?
WHY...?
I've tried just...not sleeping, it's not like I really need to sleep. But that feeling of dread is still there. It's always there, in the back of my mind.
I try to tell myself that none of it's real, it's just a dream, I'm just seeing things. But...it's hard to ignore sometimes.
Sure, I may look scary to you, but in reality...I'm the one who's terrified."