It was probably an hour later.. or two or ten. I didn't know but however long this was, it felt never ending because it was.
My entire body was numb.
Numb from the pain.
Numb from the loss of blood.
Numb from being so close to death.
An hour or two or ten earlier..
I gasped when I spotted him move towards an old rusty cabinet that almost resembled an office file cupboard and pull out an array of different sized and types of blades. All of it was neatly bound against the leather sheet and kept in place with string.
''Please Plea-'' I cried in a futile attempt to beg him to stop but the anger flashed across his face and I was silenced. He threw the blade set on the floor beside me and shot me a deadly glare.
''No amount of your begging will save you. It didn't save my sister so
