An intermission...in horror
Warning: The author has noted that this contains the highest level of violence. “And why do you choose such a career?” The voice came from within the shadows adjacent to the doorway. The tone was feminine, yet it boomed throughout the small room. “I dunno. I like the money. So, what is it that you want me to do? You want me to dance?” “I suppose you eat well. Drink good wines. Wine is good…for the blood” she said. The word blood rolled off of her tongue maliciously. “Hmm? Yeah I like wine.” Her... Sign in to see full entry.