And All Things Will End

You open the door without hesitation. A man turns from his work to face you. You look past him and see an obviously deceased man on the platform, his skull nearly fractured from having been smashed into the logging blade multiple times. His limbs seem to have recieved the same treatment. You turn your attention back to the man. He is dressed in ragged clothes, but does not look frail. His hands tremble distinctly. His eyes are wild, yet somber.

He speaks to you in a measured tone that just barely masks the insanity lying behind it.

"This man, he killed them! He killed my brother! Death was a mercy that he didn't deserve! i tortured him, and he deserved every moment! Well, that's what I thought." His voice falters. "Now I see that his task was righteous. I shall join him soon! But, you shall taste it first!"

He draws a wicked looking blade and runs toward you, swinging wildly.