I AM LISA

I am Lisa. I am pathetic. I had quite the perfect life, a loving husband and an adorable son. But, I was not satisfied, something was missing... And that made me irritable, unpleasant.

My husband.. He was becoming more cold, more distant, as I was becoming ruder, more hungry, often forcing him into.. Activities. I was a horrible person. I guess that's why he chose me as a vessel. I guess, that's why he made me kill my son. It was awful. He laughed throughout the activity, using my hands to end my sweet son's life. I hated him. But I loved him.

He liberated me from laws, bonds, no attachments meant I had nothing to lose. So I let him use me for his massacres. I don't even know how much blood was on my hands, or what number it stopped at when the police shot me, finding me only because I had let my husband go, to hunt him later. I only regret waiting so long to kill him. Maybe I wouldn't be stuck with only this as an outlet for.. My "voice".