Hole

Lately, you've started to notice in the news and on the radio a maniac, a murderer whose name was unknown, the only signs were that he dismembered each victim in abandoned butcher shops, but you were alarmed by the moment that he killed your acquaintances, with whom you communicated at different times in your life. You were already tired of going to funerals, because they were too often... But still, the more he kills them, the closer he gets to you, these thoughts haunted you and you rejected them. But you couldn't reject them when you were already tied with tight ropes on the table, and under your eye and in some other places you had a scar. You could taste blood in your mouth, you were lying on your back, a single light bulb was shining above you. Hearing the sound of knives sharpening, you turned your head as best you could. And there you saw the cause of all these deaths, and your future one. But the face of this "cause" was very familiar, in the poor lighting you still made out the features of Howl's face, the one you had bullied all your school years with all those people who had died at his hands. And then you realized he had come to take revenge. And he confirmed this idea. -Yes... I came to take revenge..