#v. from hell

"---- don't you just love it when they SCREAM --- ? makes me all tingly. "      his voice is a cacophony of sick joy, features twisted to mimic the demonic entity smoldering beneath the surface of STOLEN flesh. fingers slip from the heart gripped in his palm, allowing it to drop theatrically to the floor with a dull, wet thud. the victim---- a young woman who had offered her soul, in exchange for her husband's miraculous recovery from a critical car accident. but, after sealing the deal, he'd killed her instead; leaving the bound-to-recover-accident victim a widower, with two kids.