Hi! Just to put it out there… My mother passed away late this June…so obviously this is the main reason I have not been so active. I still love this character and this movie..pls continue to send me your thots…
Synopsis: After the ritual that you were forced to attend, Abraham soothes you in the most manipulative way.
Contains: manipulative hurt/comfort, fluff, mentions of gore, maybe angst, fem reader
Word Count: 1,002
After the horrific scene you just witnessed, you go upstairs. You go to the bathroom and you wash the black paint off your forehead. After that, go to your boyfriend's room. You close the door, take the cloak off, and you lay in bed facing the wall.
You close your eyes. All you can think about is the all the blood that you seen and Abraham murdering a woman.
You open your eyes, and stare at the wall. You can't help but ask yourself questions. Why didn't you step in? Are you the next victim? How did Abraham and his family hide all of this from you? Why are you even living with them? What would happen if you escaped?
You're hurt. You feel betrayed. You don't want to live like this. You want out.
The bedroom door opens. You don't look at him. You bury your face in the pillow. Abraham closes the door and walks up to you.
"If it makes you feel any better, I don't believe in what they're doing. Religious wise, any way. This is a cult, honey. You were going to find out sooner or later."
You turn and face the wall again.
"If you don't believe in this, then why are you going with it?" You try to hold back tears.
"Because I like the killing part. That's what I do. I hunt and I kill people."
"Are you going to kill me too?"
He smiles, "you're fine. No one here is going to kill you. I promise."
You feel him get in bed with you. He wraps an arm around you and pulls you close to him.
You notice that he's still wearing the cloak.
"Why are you still wearing that?"
"Because I wanted to cuddle with you as soon as possible."
He kisses the back of your neck.
"Can you take it off?"
Abraham lets out a sigh and gets out of bed. He opens the door and closes it. You decide to get out of bed and change into pajamas.
You could leave the room since he's not here. You want to, but what if the rest of them are downstairs doing something? You would get caught and even more hell would come your way.
After changing, you get back in bed and face the wall again.
Abraham opens the door and closes it again.
"Now, where were we?"
He gets back in bed and holds you close to him.
"I want to leave. I want to go back home."
Abraham kisses your neck.
"This is your home. Remember that your family kicked you out? Remember that it's nothing but the street for you if you leave? You're better off here than anywhere else."
You remember. You remember what happened that day. Your parents thought you were old enough and lived there long enough. To them, you weren't bringing anything special, so they kicked you out.
You were walking on the sidewalk and that's when you came across Abraham. He took you in and eventually you both fell in love with each other.
Now, you don't love him like you did, and you want to break up with him. You can't though. It would go from bad to worse so quick.
He rests his chin on your shoulder and cages you in his arms, breaking you out of your thoughts.
"You're better off here. I still love you too. Things will get better, it's only a matter of time. You can still trust me." He whispers.
You really have no choice but to go with whatever he says.
You close your eyes, hoping to fall asleep.
Abraham lets you go and lays on his back.
You decide to turn around and face him. You shuffle your way to his chest and you lay on it. You also wrap an arm around him.
He wraps you in his arms and plays with you hair.
"I knew you would come around. I'm all you need. There's nothing for you out there. Remember that."
You know he's manipulating you. You could at least try to make a life of your own. But, you're really better off here. You don't have any sources out there. You have nothing to start with. It would be very hard to start from scratch. You really are better off here.
You look up at your boyfriend.
He kisses your forehead and softly smiles. You can't help but smile back.
"There's my girl. I knew you would come around."
There's really no use fighting him. Maybe you'll end up crazy like him now that the whole secret is out. You don't want to lose your humanity, but you don't doubt it if they start making you do more than just stand there and watch rituals. That's for another time to worry about though.
"Why do I still love you?"
He laughs, "because you know that deep down, I've done a lot for you. We've also been together for a while."
He continues.
"I want to marry you someday. Maybe one day, we can move out and live in the city. You and me, together forever."
"Would the killing stop?"
"I'm not making any promises, but yeah. I'm somewhat hoping that it would. I see something in you. I feel like if we get out of here, you could change me in a way."
That gives you some kind of relief. There's still potential in your future.
"In the meantime, I'm going to have my fun killing people."
There's really nothing you can do about that. At least not now.
You close your eyes and start to relax. You fall asleep eventually. There's still hope and that's enough for you.
He turns the lamp off.
"You're so easy to mess with." He whispers. "Goodnight, honey. I can't wait to fuck you up mentally. I can't wait to have you fucked up for years on end. There's no leaving this place as long as we're all living."
Did I make some more fanart about the reimagined version of a sequel to a b horror movie from the 80s that was produced a decade after the original film? Yes I did. But I made some Martin fan art too, so it's not all random self-indulgence lol (sorry if their faces look off, I'm not great at consistency in my art style)
Synopsis: Abraham finds you as you’re out camping in the woods. You’re alone and vulnerable. He knows this, and uses it to his advantage.
Contains: chasing, stalking, being held down, handcuffs, gun, use of a knife, groping, rape, degradation, praise, begging, dacryphilia, fem reader, virgin reader, reader dies
Word Count: 1,585
AN: this is my first time writing rape and I wanted to try it out and see how I do with it.
You're out in the middle of nowhere in the woods. You've been camping by yourself for a few days. You decided that you needed a break from the stressful things life. It's quiet here, but something doesn't feel right. It's probably part of your stress that's making you feel that way.
Actuality is, something doesn't feel right because a man is watching you from a distance and is in a hiding place. He's stalking you like prey and has been watching you off and on for days now.
He finally decides to make his move. The man slowly and quietly moves closer to you from behind as you're sitting on the ground. Eventually, he gets to you and grabs you. He holds you down on the ground.
"What's a pretty girl like you doing here alone?"
You immediately know that you're not in a good situation. You know this man has bad intentions.
"Please let me go."
The man laughs, "entertain me a bit! I've been watching you for a while. Come on, give me at least something to work with."
You don't want to give him any kind of reaction. You lay there in silence as you're looking up at him.
He pulls out a gun and presses it underneath your chin.
"Please don't! Please, I'll do anything."
"Anything?" The man smirked.
"Yes, anything!"
"When I let you go, I'm going to let you have a head start. Run in the woods and you better hope I don't find you."
"What kind of cop are you?!"
He laughs, "I'm not a police officer, I only killed one. Now, you're wasting your time."
He takes the gun off of you and puts it back in the holster. He gets off of you and let's go of his hold on you.
"Before you run off, I want you to know my name. I want to hear you scream it when I catch you. My name is Abraham. Now, you can run and hide!" He laughs.
You get up off the ground and begin to run. You need to make it back to the road that goes to town. That's your goal.
Eventually, you run out of breath. You decide to hide behind a tree to take a break.
Abraham quietly sneaks up behind you. Out of nowhere, he grabs your shoulder and pulls you against him. You try to get out of his tight hold, but you can't.
"Struggling isn't going to do anything for you!" He laughs.
He drags you out of the woods and pushes you on the ground.
You try to get up and run away again, but he tackles you and holds you back down on the ground.
"I'm tired of playing games with you now."
He grabs one of your hands and cuffs it. You try to fight him so he won't be able to cuff the other. He grabs and grips your free hand though and cuffs it. He throws your hands above your head.
"Abraham…" you whimper. "Please let me go."
He laughs, "you had your chance! You didn't run to your full potential. Now, it's my turn to have my end of the bargain."
Abraham pulls out a knife and slowly drags the blade down the side of your face.
You move your head to the side, trying to avoid seeing him and the blade.
"You're so pretty like this! How about I see what's hiding underneath those clothes of yours?"
You look up at him with terror in your eyes.
"Don't! Please, I'll do anything! Just don't…"
"I already gave you a chance, I'm not giving you another. Now, hold still!"
Abraham straddles you as he holds the knife to your throat.
You close your eyes. You don't want to, but you accept defeat. All you can do is try to relax your body.
Abraham gets off of you to remove your pants.
You try kicking him, but he grabs your legs and spreads them. He then gets between them and now you're face to face with him.
He takes his hand and slides it underneath your shirt. Slowly, his hand is moving from your side and up to your tit. When he gets to your tit, he roughly gropes it.
"I suppose I should get you in the mood first, huh?" Abraham smirks.
"Please… please stop…"
"But we're having so much fun! Come on, it's either do or die, you know? If you don't let me do what I want to you, then I'll just kill you brutally right here and now. You won't have a chance of living!"
"I'm going to die no matter what."
"Yeah, but wouldn't you like to live a little longer? I'll make it worthwhile, I promise."
His definition of 'worthwhile' is different than yours.
You really don't want him to take advantage of your body. What else can you do though?
He gropes your tit roughly again.
You move your head to the side and you tilt it up. You're trying to get away from seeing him and that sadistic look on his face.
He slides his other hand underneath your shirt. He pulls you up towards him and he unclips your bra. He then lays you down again. Abraham pulls your shirt up and cuts the bra straps with his knife.
You begin to cry.
Abraham notices, but he tears your shirt up and cuts the rest off of you. After that, he places the knife back down on the ground.
"I knew you had a pretty body to go with that pretty face!"
You cry louder.
Abraham plants rough kisses on your exposed cheek.
He gets off of you and takes your pants off. You don't fight back this time. You just want it over and done with. After your pants are off, he takes the knife again and cuts your underwear off.
"That was so unnecessary! You could've slid them off!"
Abraham laughs, "Whatever makes you feel degraded! Let me guess? You wanted them slid off so I could jerk off with them in my hand for later."
"You're so sick! How can you enjoy doing this to someone?!"
"Sadism! Simple as that. I must say, you're really giving me pleasure just by your cries and your begging."
He leans over your body and whispers in your ear.
"So much pleasure that you have given me a hard on."
He then grinds his hips on you to make you feel it.
He moans in your ear, making you turned on yourself. You don't want to be though, but you can't help it.
Abraham sits up. You refuse to look at him. You keep your head to the side and you have your eyes closed.
"Come on, not even curious?" He teases. "This is a once in a lifetime opportunity for you!"
You don't move. You don't do anything.
"Suit yourself!"
He takes the hat off, then he slides the tie off, and unbuttons the shirt and takes that off. Then, he takes off the shoes and socks. He takes the belt off and takes the pants off along with his underwear.
Abraham gets back down on you.
"Tell me something, are you a virgin?"
You were so hoping that he wouldn't ask you that.
"Yes…"
He smirks, "my favorite!"
Without preparation, he lines himself up with your cunt and slides it in.
You scream and cry because of the pain.
Abraham quickly picks up the pace and rails into you.
"Keep making those sounds for me! You're such a whore."
Are you really a whore? You didn't fight harder for yourself like you should. You still don't like this though. The pain is so unbearable. You want him to kill you already!
Abraham broke you out of your thoughts by moaning and breathing in your ear again.
You accidentally let out a soft moan.
Is your body starting to like this? Is your body betraying you right now?! You hate it. You feel so disgusted.
"Feels good, doesn't it? You like being raped, don't you? Such a slut."
"I don't want this!"
"You don't, but your body does. It wants to cum."
You writhe, you do anything to show defiance.
Abraham holds you still and continues to forcefully slam into you.
You open your eyes as tears fall out. Abraham notices. He takes his hand and grips your face to make you look at him. He licks your tears.
"You taste good." He laughs.
You accidentally squeeze his cock. Your eyes grew wide in shock.
He smirks at your reaction.
"Does she want to cum?"
You shook your head no.
"I think she does."
Abraham gives you one last hard thrust and spills his cum inside of you. Not long after, your body hit its orgasm too.
Abraham pulls out and watches the cum leak out of you.
"Am I… free to go now?"
"You want to live? You want to be carrying my baby? You must like me enough!"
You didn't think that through. It's true, you want to live, but not carry this 'thing' to full term and take care of it for life.
"On second thought-"
Before you could finish, there's a knife to your throat.
You cried all the tears you could. You have no more.
You close your eyes and take one final breath.
Abraham grabs the gun and shoots you in the head with it.
"Call that a mercy kill. I dislike using guns because it's too fast for my liking."
Synopsis: You’re having a lazy day with Abraham. You don’t get to have this opportunity much, so you take advantage of it while you can. Especially since you’re home alone at his house.
Contains: fluff, smoking, partial nudity, sexual tension, fem reader
Word count: 1,005
Being home alone with your boyfriend is an extremely rare occurrence. So, you both take the full advantage of it. Currently, he has you wrapped in his arms while you're taking a quick snooze. He lightly plants kisses on your head and cheek. Eventually, you wake yourself up.
You turn over to face Abraham. He gives you a kiss on the forehead.
"How did you sleep?" He asks.
"I slept well."
He smiles at you.
You decide to give him a show since you're home alone and you don't have to worry about anyone walking in.
"Lay on your back for a moment, Abe."
He looks at you confused but he does it anyway.
You sit on him in a riding position and then you take your shirt off and drop it on the floor. Then, you take your bra off and you drop it on top of the shirt.
Abraham reaches for a pack of cigarettes on his nightstand. He hands a cigarette to you and puts one in his mouth. He then reaches for a lighter on the nightstand after putting the pack of cigarettes back. He lights his cigarette first. You lean forward so he can light yours.
After you get your cigarette lit, you sit up straight again.
Abraham puts a hand on your thigh.
"Like what you see?" You smile and tease.
"You know I do." He smiles. "I wasn't expecting this, but I'm glad you caught me off guard for once."
You smile down at him.
He looks up at you like you're the most beautiful girl in the world.
You have no idea how you got so lucky to have lived this long. You're surprised that he hasn't betrayed you and offered you up to be a sacrifice.
Simply, he loves you. He actually loves you. Abraham would do anything to protect you from anyone. Including his siblings.
Abraham moves his hand from your thigh to your waist.
You slowly exhale the smoke and then smile at him.
"Don't get too hands on."
"You make it so hard to resist sometimes."
"I know."
After you both get finished with smoking, Abraham reaches for the ashtray and holds it in front of you. You place yours in and he does same. He then places it back on the nightstand.
You were going to get off of him. He knew you were going to do that as well.
Before you could move, he places his other hand on your waist.
"Can I just take in how beautiful you look right now?"
That was literally the softest tone you've ever heard him use.
"You can."
You stay still and let him do whatever he wants.
He puts his hand on your back and makes you lean forward to the point you're laying on his chest.
Slowly, Abraham rubs your back.
You start to relax at the feeling and you close your eyes.
He kisses your head gently.
"Go back to sleep if you want to."
You don't want to, but he's making you feel sleepy again.
You eventually fall asleep.
After an hour, you wake up. This time though, you're underneath Abraham. He flipped you over at some point.
He's sleeping on your chest.
You now know why you're in this position.
You run your fingers through his hair gently and lightly. You're trying not to wake him up.
He does wake up eventually though.
Before he could look up at you, you pretend that you're still sleeping.
He gets off of you and covers you up with the bed sheets.
You don't want him to leave, so you quit the act.
"Where are you going?"
He gets off the bed.
"I'm going downstairs to see if anyone is home yet."
"We would've heard someone by now. You have a loud family."
"That's true."
Abraham smirks at you. He takes his own shirt off and drops it next to your shirt and bra. He picks up another cigarette and lights it before getting on top of you.
The tables have now turned. Except this time, you don't have a cigarette.
You look up at Abraham as he's looking down on you.
Your eyes do start to lower down to look at his chest.
"Eyes up here, poochie." He teases.
You look up again.
Slowly, he leans down and pulls you in to a kiss.
You place your hand on the back of his head and you kiss him back.
He then sits back up to finish his cigarette.
You close your eyes and you move your head to the side. Exposing your neck.
Abraham puts the cigarette in the ashtray and immediately starts to pepper kiss your neck.
You smile at the feeling.
You place your hands on his back.
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" He asks.
"Yeah, but let's drag it out a bit more."
Abraham goes back to completely laying on your chest again.
You hold him in your arms and you kiss his head.
He eventually goes back to sleep.
With the amount of times a day his siblings yell and argue, it makes sense why you're both sleeping the day away.
This really is the best day ever for the both of you. You wouldn't want to spend it any other way.
This is also the softest Abraham has ever been to you.
You wish this moment with him would last forever. You wish he left the family cult behind. You and him both know that his mom isn't going to come back to life. You can't wait for the day when he decides to leave it all behind and takes you with him to live somewhere else. At least, you hope so.
You so desperately hope that a day like that exists.
You don't expect him to change his ways or personality. You accept him as he is. Abraham also accepts you as you are.
You're both stuck in this twisted environment together.
After being lost in thought, you slowly drift back off to sleep.
Synopsis: You thought Abraham was your boyfriend all this time. Turns out, he was just keeping you around to mess with your head while waiting for a religious holiday to sacrifice you on.
Contains: Manipulation, degradation, knife to the throat, restraining, slight fluff, fem reader, reader dies
Word count: 1,012
You're cuddling with Abraham in his bed. He wraps his arm around your neck like he usually does. It doesn't hurt or suffocate you, it's always a light hold. You bury your face into his arm and you close your eyes. He kisses the back of your neck lightly.
When you wake up, you find yourself in a cage. The first you see is him looking down at you and smiling.
"What's going on? Why am I in here? You told me I would never end up in this room. You love me too much to sacrifice me."
He laughs, "that's your fault for believing me! I don't love you, I never have. I used you to pass the time and because you're just so easy to manipulate. I knew you'd be the right girl to mess with ever since I met you in town."
He continues, "you're such a dumb girl. You know what we do here, and yet you honestly believed that you would never be the victim? I really got into your head then."
He sighs, "it's always the pretty girls who are always so naive and stupid."
You can't help but to silently agree with Abraham. You are naive and dumb. He constantly reassured you that you would never be a sacrifice. That he loved you too much and he would never let the rest of his family get anywhere near you!
It was a lie. His family was in on everything. Everyone kept their distance from you because it was all part of the plan.
Abraham stares at you. "Are you lost in thought? Trying to process everything? Poor girl. Reality is so cruel, isn't it?"
The sarcasm pisses you off. You try not to give him any emotional reactions because that's what he wants.
He goes out into the hallway and gives you a smile before closing the door.
It's just you now. Alone in small and cramped space. It's very uncomfortable. You'll be in here for hours. You'll be in here until midnight.
All you can do is hope and pray that someone will find you within these hours. You've been out of sight from your family and friends for so long now though. They never did approve of your relationship with Abraham. You got pissed about their non supportive ways and you left them.
Your family and friends probably think that you're doing what makes you happy and you're doing fine.
You wish you listened to your family and friends now.
You wish you ran away in the middle of the night.
You just wish you could go back in time and start over.
An hour went by. All of a sudden, you hear a knock at the door. You hope it's the police, you really hope it's anyone besides this crazy family. Unfortunately but not surprising, the one to open the door is Abraham.
He walks into the room and closes the door.
"Are you settled in yet?" He laughs
"Go to hell, Abe!"
He smiles, "got a feisty little poochie, don't we?"
"I said, go to hell!"
"You see, I can't do that. It's simply not my time to die. As for you though… you have a few more hours to live. Anyway, I just wanted to check on you."
You sigh, "it's not like I can escape, there's really no point of you doing that. So, you can just come back in here until it's time to get me out."
"Seems you don't want my company." He smiles.
"Abraham, you're the last person I'd want to accompany me right now."
He pretends to be hurt by that those words.
"Fine then, spend these three hours of your life alone."
And with that, he opens the door and goes back into the hallway and then closes it again.
An hour goes by. You have two more hours left.
You spend this hour hoping that a family member, a friend, or law enforcement shows up. You know it won't happen, but you can dream it.
Another hour goes by, you have one more hour left.
You spend your second hour praying and trying to get right with god. You're begging and pleading to get inside the gates of heaven.
Third hour arrives. Your last hour of living.
You're crying, screaming, and you're basically stressing out.
Abraham opens the door again. He's wearing a black cloak that they always wear whenever it's time for a ritual.
He unlocks the cage door and slightly opens it. You refuse to move. You think he's going to drag you out. He will, but not yet. He carrasses your cheek and dries your eye.
You want to lean into his hand, but you don't at the same time. For the hell of it, you do.
He smiles at you and continues to soothe you.
"I knew you still liked me."
You roll your eyes at him.
You don't know why you're letting him do this to you. You know he's fucking with your head again! You just kind of stopped caring and just started to let things happen. Your life is about to end soon anyway.
After a little less than thirty minutes go by, Abraham grabs you and drags you out of the cage and manhandles you into the living room where the ritual chair is.
He sits you down and straps you in. Without warning, you're also being gagged.
As Cynthia is saying her prayer and actively offering you to Satan, you look at Abraham from the corner of your eye.
He's just looking down at you and smiling.
After Cynthia is finished, Abraham takes a knife and cuts the cloth that was covering your mouth. After that, your throat was next. Abraham slits your throat while Cynthia is collecting your blood in a cup.
You then die and choke on your own blood.
After the ritual, Abraham stands in front of you and looks at you for a few minutes.
He gets you out of the chair and wraps your body up in a sheet.
Synopsis: You’re minding your own business at a park. A man walks up to you with a camera and starts to interview you. Later on, things take a dark turn.
Contains: kidnapping, gore, non consensual camera recording, knife, gun, pliers, slight nudity, flirting, fem reader, reader dies
AN: This is my first time writing a fic about Abraham and Midnight in general! Credits to QB for beta reading!
Word count: 1,053
It's a nice day at the park. The weather isn't too hot or too cold. It's also not as crowded as it usually is. You're on your day off, so you're making the most of it. Until you notice a strange man walking around with a video camera taping people who are minding their own business.
He notices you and approaches you.
"Well, well, what a pretty lady we have here. What's your name?" He asks, playfully flirting.
You couldn't help but smile at his words. You gave him your name.
"What do you do for a living?" He asks, not giving you time to ask for his name.
You tell him your job occupation.
He put the camera down and started talking to you casually.
"My name is Abraham Barnes. It's lovely to meet such a beautiful woman such as yourself."
Now this time, it was your turn to ask him questions.
"Do you always walk around with that camera?"
"I do." He answers.
"Why?"
"Because you never know when something worth remembering will happen. Your pretty face is worth remembering, so, I recorded you."
You couldn't help but smile at him. Yes, he's a little creepy, but you're flattered.
"Tell you what? I take you on a date and we will do whatever you like. How does that sound?" He asks on a whim.
You agree to a date. Your common sense is not being used anymore. You threw that away. All because of how interesting you find Abraham.
The day of your date with Abraham arrived. He's taking you sightseeing around the city. You meet up with him at the park and you both go from there.
As you're looking at the views he takes you to, he videotapes you. He also interviews you and asks you questions about your upbringing in life.
You really don't like the camera, but you go along with it. He just wants to remember everything about you since he likes you so much. At least, that's what he made you believe.
At the end of your date, he takes you to his house.
As soon as you step foot in his house, the first thing you notice is the Halloween decorations and horror movies.
You start to feel uneasy.
Abraham sits you down on the couch and you talk for a while longer. This time, he's not videotaping you.
"What are your plans for the future? Do you want to get married and have children?"
You answer his question, but you found it odd for him to be asking that so soon.
"Why do you ask?" You question, hoping he would give you an answer.
"I want to settle down and get married and have kids with someone. I mean, you could very well potentially be that special someone."
You're not even officially his girlfriend! Yet he's already thinking about having a future with you.
You're really starting to get uncomfortable now. It's time to come up with an excuse to leave.
When you do come up with an excuse, Abraham actually lets you go outside. He lets you walk away from the house a good distance.
As you're lost in thought and trying to process everything about your date, Abraham sneaks up behind you and gags your mouth with a cloth. Then he manhandles you and drags you all the way back to his house.
Soon enough, you're in his basement. You're strapped to a chair by your wrists and head. You're also only in your underwear. Of course, he's also recording you. At least you don't have a gag in your mouth anymore.
"What should I do with a pretty little thing like you?"
You don't say anything, you just look at him in fear.
He presses a gun to against your temple and laughs. "Should I blow your brains out? No, that would be too fast, and where's the fun in that?"
He puts the gun away and pulls out a pair of pliers.
"I could do so much with these! I could pull your teeth out, break your fingers, and I could even rip your skin off!"
Still you don't say anything, you try not to give him a reaction. That's what he wants, and you don't want to give it to him.
He puts the pliers away and pulls out a knife. Abraham stabs the knife into the arm of the chair, barely missing your own arm.
You couldn't help but jump when the blade hit so close to you.
He laughs at your reaction. "Knife it is then!"
Abraham sits down in front of you and starts to videotape you as he's slowly dragging the knife down your face.
You close your eyes shut tight and you still try not to say anything.
"I thought you would be the perfect one for me. I thought we really had something."
You decide to say something, even though, it's going to cost you. You're going to die anyway, so there's nothing to lose.
"We've only started to get to know the basics of each other. We didn't have anything."
Abraham then dug the sharp point of the knife into your cheek and cut it.
You let out a scream and tears started to fall.
He took the knife out and started to laugh.
Blood is now starting to pour out of you. It's only going to get messier and worse from here.
Abraham then runs the blade against your hand. He's still videotaping you. You don't know how he can multitask like that. It's not important anyway, your life is in danger and there's nothing you can do about it.
Without warning, he cuts your hand with the knife.
"Can't have you spacing out now! The fun is just getting started." He smiles.
"Fuck you!"
Abraham gets up and slaps the side of your face that isn't bloody.
"You should watch your language! It's not ladylike to say things like that." He laughs.
"No, but I am getting bored of you, and I know I shouldn't rush foreplay, but you're just not that fun for me."
He places the knife against your throat and slits it. Which makes you choke and die from your own blood.
"Just like old times." He smiles and then places a crucifix around your neck.
