"W–what do you mean by that?"
With a voice devoid of emotion, Clark replied lowly, "I would've never been able to cause someone to bleed so much...especially if my life wasn't on the line, but now...now I need to know if I experience the feeling of taking someone's life, I'll somehow have my old life back."
Matthew's face turned pale in fear as he watched the bloodied fist of Clark come crashing down on his face once more.
Dull thuds filled the heavily damaged room and drowned out the footsteps heading towards them.
"Please...I'll give you anything you want..."
Matthew's pleas fell on deaf ears, and the continuous punching continued.
'I feel nothing.'
My hands continuously crashed against Matthew's unrecognizable face, and I could feel pieces of broken teeth and torn flesh in between my fists, yet apart from the continuous pleas that increased the frequency of my punches, I felt nothing.
