Weird Tattoo

12

"If you want revenge, you can go to the people who killed your wife. These people are innocent. You are breaking the law. Do you know that?" I reasoned with him tremblingly.

"Breaking the law?" He smiled contemptuously, pointed at the skinless corpses soaked in the container behind me, and shrugged, "You have seen it. I did it all. Who could do anything to me? This world seems beautiful. But it’s full of darkness and filth wherever you look. If you don’t believe me, I can lock you here for a year or so to see if anyone will come to rescue you.”

.

When he said this, there was excitement in his eyes, and I was so familiar with that excitement. Every time he stroked the tattoo on my body, he would show this look.

I understood his psychology.