Don’t be fooled, the saw in his hand is blunt and rusted for years now. It’s more painful and excessive this way. He particularly likes the feeling of reaching the bone, because it doesn’t tear so easily and the sound is like a powerful drug that urges him to keep going. There is nothing clean about sawing people into unrecognizable pieces and for him there are various shades of red he hasn’t seen yet.
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