Killer 9

An indescribable limb covered with eyes drew me into the vortex of time and space. In the whirlpool, I saw fragments of cruel truth and strange and unknowable teachings. Under the whirlpool is a city of steam, and above the city there is an inexplicable existence dancing irregularly. I clenched the dagger in my hand, trying to pry off the shackles called freedom on my body. But soon I discovered, All efforts seemed to be in vain.