Another Victim

Hot tears filled her eyes, 

streaming down her cheeks, 

blurring her vision. 

The stench of blood overwhelmed her senses, 

causing her to gag. 

She looked up at him, 

craning her neck from her position on the ground.  

"Why do you do this?"

Her voice was barely above a whisper, 

raspy and wracked with pain.  

He looked down at her, 

a sense of satisfaction surrounding him. 

He leaned down, 

crouching next to her as she coughed up blood.

His pupils were as wide as saucers, 

and his lips had the same damned smile they always did. 

"Because I can."