Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-26027963-20150209004227

I walked out the door, slamming it behind me,"Hey wait..." he said as he stumbled after me, and I started to run. It was cold and dark, with rain beating the absolute crap out of me, and my vision faded, I was.. just too tired, too...drunk.. I woke later too find the rain still pouring, I got up only to almost get there, and fall on to my knees, like someone was holding me down, and as I finally stood, I was promptly slammed into the alley wall, feeling a pair of icy hand on my neck and back, when they released I crumpled and looked around, and yet all I saw was that same alley, and I assumed that I was still drunk, I walked home and fell asleep, absolutely exhausted. I woke to a loud bang and then I felt the ice racing under my skin, and I blacked to them on my throat.

\\That Victim was much too easy, but I want my body back, and I need to kill 19 more, that was my first// 