I was kidnapped by kidnappers at home.
He is a lunatic. Even in an empty room, he still treated me as a hostage and yelled, threatening someone or something.
The semi-curved sharp edge is placed above the collarbone, and it actually fits the line of the skin very well.
He gently inserted the knife half a minute deep, and thick red liquid overflowed from the back of the knife edge.
A strong sense of fear swept up in my heart, don't die! Because the unknown is so scary. When people lose their self-awareness, even if they have half a breath, they are at a loss.
He smiled pervertedly. Then at the moment when my fear reached its highest point, the sharp blade penetrated my neck.
My soul seemed to have entered a tunnel, and for just a moment, I was in another world.
This is the world after death. The "unknown" that people fear.