Red party

It's a set day,
So excited!
My friend has the knife in hand.
Into hallway
Leading targets,
And soon each of them'll be dead.
I stand by the door,
I'm watching.
It's so perfect, go ahead!
Do it, kill them all,
Like been told.
Let the trauma out at that!
But why does
That idiot falter...
Finished almost everyone,
To just
Drop the knife in horror,
Leaving final one alive.
Not so great.
All right, I'll do it.
Heading inside, pick the knife,
To approach
The little dull thing,
In a secret place of drive.
It's so funny
As I do it,
Let the color paint all red!
Over, over, till there's nothing,
Till I finish
It myself.


White lights' flashing,
Screams die out.
Little red-haired girl in black
Turns to friend
With nonchalant smile,
Who stands at the wall in dread.
Knife is gleaming
In her tiny
Hand, as she looks at the guy,
Beaming in delight's
Mad fire,
Saying,
Time to clean it up!