[ WP ] `` It 's just the rain ''

The pain, the pain from the meat hooks suspending him above the floor was all that there was for the man. Nothing but the pain, and a gentle swinging motion, made all the worse for it's relaxing nature; tick tock, watch the clock swing to and fro. 
 
 Any rational train of thought is hard to keep with this kind of pain, instead of worrying about the pain, the man decided to ponder why he was here in the first place. If only he'd seen the lunatic beforehand. 
 
 As he thought back to how he came to be here, he did n't notice the quiet babbling coming from the lunatic approach him slowly. Before he'd had time to register his presence, he felt cold steel cut his throat; Then everything began to fade, and grow cold. As he hung there listening to his heart wind down, and his blood drip on the floor, he heard the lunatic say 
 
 `` there's nothing wrong, that pitter patter you hear? why, it's just the rain, no need to fret. 
 
 

