As the sun began to set on Sunday, Sundaydogood614 knew it was time for his weekly ritual. He revved up his chainsaw and entered the dark, dank forest. The air was thick with anticipation and fear. His target this week was a group of hikers who had wandered into his territory.
The first hiker didn't stand a chance as Sundaydogood111's chainsaw tore through her flesh. Her screams echoed through the trees, mixing with the sound of her own demise. The others tried to run but it was too late. They were hunted like animals, their pleas for mercy falling on deaf ears.
Sundaydogood614 took his time, savoring each kill. The bloodlust was overwhelming, driving him to new heights of depravity. When only one hiker remained, he reveled in the ultimate power he held over life and death, savoring the taste of fear and adrenaline as he delivered the final blow.
