Guz: Curiosity! Explain your fascination with gore.

His first kill was when he was thriteen. He dropped his sister's duckling from her bedroom window and watched it plummet and smash on the patio below. He raced downstairs to inspect it; both legs shattered, one hanging off. It lay in a pool of its own guts and its little eyelid was half open as if drunk.

After that he never lost his bloodlust, and the attention that killing something got him. He moved on to bigger things; cats, horses, his parents...The sound of a knife ripping into flesh and the feeling of warm blood up to his elbows: extacy...

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