lets play my little game (part 3)

Lets get started
I will ask you a question and you will anwser
If you get it wrong
I get to stab you each time
Let the fun begin....
As I started asking questions
She got them right
"How old am I" I asked
You answered,  except you got it wrong
Question after Question
I stabbed you again and again
Dark red blood pouring out of you
You screamed and cursed at me
The lady sat there and begged for her own life
I sat there and laughed as she cried out in pain
I took her by the hair and dragged her to the next station
This one had a bucket of water
Same routine over
I asked her questions, everytime she got them wrong
And I would shove her head under water
She comes up gasping for air each time
As I reached for her throat
We walked to the final station
There was a bench and a gun
I love to watch the fear in her eyes