I need stitches.
I didn’t stab myself.
I stabbed the evil
living inside of me.

It will get out
if I’m not stitched up.
I feel it moving
around in my arm.

If I cut my
arm off, could you sew
it back on? I think
the evil is in my

right arm. It is
raping me. The evil
is raping my arm.
Please, somebody stop it.

I need to get
away from people
and from the evil
living inside of me.