The Razor Blade
The razor blade shined, the blood spots being the only tarnish on its otherwise pristine surface.
It spun faster and faster as it moved ever closer to my head.
“I’m screwed.” I muttered to myself
The razor blade shined, the blood spots being the only tarnish on its otherwise pristine surface.
It spun faster and faster as it moved ever closer to my head.
“I’m screwed.” I muttered to myself