McKinsey Rose Lynn

Demons

Blood runs down her face, and naked body.
Evil clutches her soul.
Threatening with all its might to devour her.
Her breast ache as the cold hands clenches them.
Another kind of evil clutches a knife to her chest.
Slowly penetrating the skin.
She cries out in pain! 
But her screams are never herd.
The evil condemned her life source till nothing else arose.