Re: Aaron and Marta
He could smell the fear closer by now and stalked his dark-haired prey with swift ease. Aaron could easily sneak up behind it and slit its noisy throat, but where would be the fun in that? He wanted to torture it, hear its screams for mercy and plead for its life. Aaron took his knife and sliced deep into his own upper arm, feeling no pain.
He muddied himself up and created a scene, screaming out to attract the woman before sprawling himself on the ground.