Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20150320000159/@comment-24736819-20150329031156

A few hours after Vincent's conversation with the Investigators, the gravedigger decided to eat the food he saved earlier. The man was starving after doing all the digging and talking, so it was no surprise that he ignored the vermin that crawled into his sandwich.

The rain outside worsened, but luckily he would have no problems with the water this time. The sound of the raindrops falling on the tombstone were pretty unique and soothing, so Vincent relaxed as he finished up his sandwich and prepared to sleep...

...

"Damn you, imperial!", the man whispered low enough so the gravedigger wouldn’t hear. He got lucky that the rain was there to cover his tracks and muffle his steps.

It ended up being easier than he thought, sneaking up on the disgusting man that made the tomb his home. His grip on the dagger's handle grew tightier, he was no killer...or was he? Why was he doing that? The man never harmed anyone!

He got closer, dagger ready, hand ready...The killer within wasn't. He hesitated for a bit and that warned the imperial gravedigger.

"What on...", Vincent looked back as he finished undressing himself.

"You said too much.", the words just came out of his mouth, they weren't even his! He swung the dagger at the Imperial, who raised his hands defensively and shouted in pain when the newly sharpened dagger cut his right hand to the bone.

You shouldn't have done that.

He thought as he swung the dagger once again, this time aiming for the imperial's throat. Blood was everywhere, Vincent's hand spread his blood all over the hideout and some of it even 'showered' the killer, the bed was red, the floor had a small pool of blood that made Vincent slip, dodging the dagger unwillingly.

The blade cut the imperial's face instead of his throat, making him lose his nose and left eye.

Just stop, it will be easier for me and you.

He was faster on his next strike, cutting deep across Vincent's neck and finally putting an end to that deadly dance they played this night.

"Now the hard part...", he commented to himself as he crouched next to the newly made corpse.