I look over at the warning sign. 'Dont go into the woods.' I scoff. What could be in there that's SO bad? I walk in and look up at the trees. Nothing out of the ordinary. I look to my left and see a pair of glowing eyes in the bushes. I scream and back away (Open rp)
He smiled. A grin as sharp as a knife. Blood leaked out of his swollen lips with the force of the grin. "Hit me again. I have nothing left to live for." He screamed. It was true. Why live a life full of torture when you can have a peaceful death? He would chose death over life any day.