Talk:Forest/Republic City Cemetery/Catacombs/@comment-5158777-20160323104013/@comment-17722056-20160331003028

At the sight of the searing scissors, Rahulo could not help but remeber the brand on his own back he had received when he was alot younger, feeling a strange tingling sensation in his back he assumed must have just been his imagination. A strange sensation, perhaps caused by a memory, nearly made Rahulo shout "Stop!", but he quickly grit his teeth and tightened the roped on his wrists. ''DON'T TELL ME YOU FEELING EVEN AN OUNCE OF PITY?! YOU'RE LONG PAST THAT POINT NOW! ''the voice in his head screamed. Rahulo's face immediately returned to being callous, his eyes seeming to appear souless. I never even had pity to begin with, Rahulo insisted to himself silently.