His eyes stared straight at me, and the chopstick was still stuck in his face, blood pouring out, but he paid
it no mind at all as he leaned against the peephole,
staring straight at me.
He said nothing, just looked at me. Seeing him like that made goose bumps rise all over my body. This
guy... His mind was far more twisted than most.
"Heh heh..."
A low, stupid chuckle. Then he took two steps back, but didn't close the peephole. Instead, he slowly raised
his hand. From where I stood, I could see part of his face, wearing a foolish grin. Then his hand reached out and grabbed the chopstick.
His trembling hand held the chopstick as he grinned stupidly at me. Suddenly, his hand moved, and he began frantically moving it up and down inside his eye socket. Flesh and blood splattered
out. A chill shot up my spine and into the back of my head. I shuddered involuntarily. Just how crazy...
was this guy!?
"You... you're insane!"
"Heh heh heh heh! Hahahaha!"
With a strange laugh, he abruptly yanked out the chopstick, now coated in thick blood. Then he raised his hand so I could watch as
two fingers dug into the ruined
eye socket. Next, he tore out what remained of the mangled eyeball!
He stared at me as he gouged out his own eye, a strange, stupid grin still on his face.
"Heh heh heh..."
"Psycho... Psycho!! Psycho!!"
In that moment, I was truly terrified... This guy was completely and utterly insane. I couldn't begin to guess
what was going through his head.
Fear stirred an urge to lash out in anger. I kept yelling at that grinning face.
But he just kept laughing. And then... he opened his left eye. No, he had