" I know you can hear me." Her deadly voice echoed. 

Her eyes were as black as the night with purple iris'. Her long black hair was pulled back, but ruffled in a messy fashion. The one thing that was hard to not notice was the gash on her neck, sewed up sloppily. It didn't stop her though. She wore black clothing that looked slightly stained with blood, but it was hard to distinguish.

"I'm not going anywhere until you talk." She whispered.

Her hand held a sharp knife that she gripped tightly. She raised it so that the viewer could see.

"I won't hesitate to kill them, I'll do it! You want that?" She laughed maniacally. Her glare was one to kill, and one to be afraid of. "It looks like you do! Who knows? Maybe I'll kill you too!" She smirked.