“Preventing you from bleeding to death.”
Jimmy looked confused. “Are you going to let me live?”
“Yes, because….”
He was so excited that he blurted out. “Thank you, thank you, thank you! I really didn’t want to die! I appreciate you giving me another chance! You’ve taught me a lesson. I’ll be kind to any animal I come across from here on out. You will not regret it.”
“If you would have let me finish what I was saying, you wouldn’t be so excited.”
He raised his head off the floor. “What?”
“You interrupted me before I was able to say you were going to live so we can torture you some more.”
His eyes got big. “Please don’t! I beg you. Please have mercy.”
“Did you show the ducks mercy?”
“That was an accident. Please don’t do this.”
“Accident my ass.” Seth injected him in the leg with a strange looking device.
Kenneth was staring at it. “What the hell is that?”
He handed it to him. “An automatic injection syringe. I use it now instead of fucking around with individual syringes.”
Kenneth noticed there was a glass vial mounted on the top. It had a yellowish fluid in it. “What did you give him?”
“A mixture of adrenaline, clotting agent and Provigil.”
“What’s Provigil?”
“It alters neurotransmitters in the brain to keep a person awake.”
“How did you come up with this mixture?”
“Over the years, I experimented with different combinations of drugs. I severely fucked up around fifty assholes and killed twenty or so until I perfected this version.”
Kenneth laughed. “Fuck the animal trials. You jumped straight to human trials.”
“That’s the way it should be. Our government should use death row inmates as guinea pigs.”
Jimmy looked scared. He had caught bits and pieces of Seth’s and Kenneth’s conversation. “Oh shit! That sounds like some bad stuff! What’s it going to do to me?”
Seth smiled. “I injected you with a male castration serum that’s going to make your wiener fall off.”
He tried to get up, but Kenneth held him down.
“Oh my God! You’ve already mutilated my body! Please don’t take my dick too!”
“You’re shit out of luck, pal. I’ve already injected you with it.”
He started freaking out.
Seth laughed. “You fucking idiot. There’s no such thing as a castration serum that will make your dick fall off.”
Relief overcame him.
“But what I did give you will prevent you from passing out when I skin you alive. It will also slow down your bleeding.”
His eyes got big. “Please don’t! There has to be something else I can do to make it up to you.”
“You don’t owe me shit.”
“Then why are you doing this?”
“You know the reason, so don’t ask again.”
“Come on, man. You’ve gotten me back.”
“If you were me, what would you do?”
“I would show mercy and call an ambulance.”
Seth laughed. “I’m sure.”
“I’m serious. If you call an ambulance, I won’t do anything bad ever again. And I won’t say anything.”
“Did you call one for the ducks after you chopped them up?”
“I’m sorry for what I did.”
“You’re definitely sorry.”
He started crying. “Just let me die.”
“Make up your mind. Do you want to live, or do you want to die?”
“I want to live, but I can’t take any more pain.”
“Well, unfortunately for you, we’re just getting started.”
He screamed as Seth screwed eyehooks into his elbows. When he was done, he tied a rope to them that was hanging from a pulley mounted on the ceiling, then he and Kenneth hoisted him up to where his feet were barely touching the floor.
Seth squatted next to Jimmy’s legs with a hammer and some nails, then began beating them through his feet and into the floor. When he was done, he took a rusted lawn mower blade and started hitting his toes, whacking them into pieces. He didn’t stop as he moved up his feet, taking off an inch or so at a time. Jimmy was screaming as loud as he could and jerking around. When Seth reached the nails, he stopped, leaving half of his feet in a pile of bloody pieces. He raised the blade, and in one hard swing, whacked off the bone that stuck out on the outside of Jimmy’s left ankle, then did the same on his other ankle. He stood up and started hitting him in the knees until he removed his kneecaps.
Seth walked to the window and stood staring at everyone through the mask as Kenneth applied glue to Jimmy’s wounds with a paint-brush. Seth wiped some blood off the blade with his fingers, then started smearing it on the glass. He drew a skull, then wrote Human Cruelty above it.
Everyone was panicking. Jim wasn’t sure what to do as Seth stared at them. “If he breaks the glass, we’re going to have to jump through the wire.”
Joe looked scared. “We’ll get electrocuted.”
“Better than him coming after us with that mower blade.”
Gary walked to the center of the room and looked at Seth. He noticed he still had his penis around his neck. “The bastard still has my dick. I hope he comes in here. I’ll beat his ass with a chair.”
Joe was pumping his fists as he thought about taking on Seth. “That’s right! Together we can fuck him up!”
Paul was feeling better. All the flechettes had been removed from his body and the bleeding had stopped. His eye was swollen shut and sore, but he was thankful that it was still intact. He walked over to Joe and Gary. “Don’t you fuckers know anything about this guy? He’s not stupid. If he comes in here, he’s going to have more than just that blade. Everything he does is planned. That’s why he hasn’t been caught.”
“How in the fuck do you know so much about him?”
“Because I can read.”
Joe bowed up as if he wanted to fight. “Fuck you, holmes! I’ll beat your ass!”
Paul shoved him. “Getcha some, bitch!”
Jim got between them. “Y’all chill out!”
Someone screaming got their attention. They looked towards the other room, noticing Seth was cutting off Jimmy’s nose and ears with a pair of pruners. When he was done, he rolled a mirror on wheels in front of him. “You’re getting more handsome by the minute, pal.”
Jimmy was at his limit, physically and mentally. He had already looked like a freak from being burned, but now he looked like a monster. He became angry as he looked at himself. “Look what you’ve done to me! And all over some fucking ducks! You will pay for this!”
Seth plugged in a pair of electric hedge trimmers, then pulled the trigger a few times, revving it up. “Guess what I’m doing to do with this?”
“Fuck you!”
He held the blade next to his crotch. “Speaking of fucking, you’re not going to be needing this anymore.”
Up to this point, Jimmy had gone through numerous emotions, from being scared to angry, wanting to live to dying, then back to living. Now he was just horrified as he thought about losing his most valuable asset. “Please don’t do it! I beg you! I will do whatever you want! Please have mercy!”
Seth slightly touched his penis, allowing the blade to cut a small gash in his flesh. Jimmy started jerking around frantically as he shouted, “Oh my God! Please stop. I beg you!”
Seth looked at Kenneth. “Pull his dick out so I can whack it off at the base.”
He shook his head. “I ain’t touching his shit.”
“Use some pliers.”
As Kenneth walked up, Jimmy shouted at him. “Get the fuck away from me, you fucking ape!”
Seth stuck the long blade across Jimmy’s face. The reciprocating teeth immediately started slicing gashes all over his skin as Seth shouted, “Stick out your fucking tongue, asshole!”
Jim
my threw his head around in a desperate attempt to avoid the blade, but Seth kept cutting him from his forehead to his chin. “Oh my God! You’re fucking killing me! Please stop!”
“Stick out your fucking tongue!”
Jimmy had no choice if he wanted the pain to stop. As soon as he stuck it out, Seth cut it off. “That’ll teach you to keep your racist comments to yourself.”
Jimmy started crying as blood ran out of his mouth. His face had hundreds of gashes that were bleeding. He had surrender in his eyes as he looked at Seth. His severed tongue made it difficult to pronounce his words. “Pease ‘ust ‘ill me.”
“Hush!” Seth looked at Kenneth, then pointed to his penis. “Grab the end of it and pull back.”
Kenneth grabbed the head of Jimmy’s penis with the pliers and stretched it outwards. “Got it.”
Seth set down the trimmers and pulled out a knife. He shoved it through the center of his penis near the base, then started cutting towards the head. Jimmy was screaming at the top of his lungs as Seth cut his penis in half. When Kenneth let go, the knife split his head in two.
Spit and blood were flying out of Jimmy’s mouth as he shouted, “Ook wat ew id to my ick!”
Seth wiped the blood off his knife on Jimmy’s chest. “You’re welcome. Now you can fuck two women at once.”
Kenneth was shaking his head as he looked at Jimmy’s penis. It looked like a forked tongue as it hung in two. “That’s freakin’ sick.”
Seth picked up the hedge trimmers. “I knew you would like that. Now hold up the pieces so I can amputate his nuts.”
Jimmy was jumping around and screaming as Seth shoved the blade between his legs. Not only did he sever his nut sack, but he also cut the insides of his legs. He set the trimmer onto the floor as blood ran down Jimmy’s legs. “Get me the weed burner before he bleeds out.”
“What about the glue?”
“He’s bleeding too much.”
Jimmy was on the verge of passing out as Seth burned him. When he was done, the flesh between his legs and his entire crotch area looked like charred wood. Blood was still oozing out of numerous cracks that had formed in his burnt skin. He looked at Kenneth. “Now you can use the glue.”
Jimmy screamed as the glue burned his charred skin.
Seth started the weed eater. He revved up the engine to taunt Jimmy. “Guess what’s going to happen next?”
He looked down. “Pease ‘ust ‘ill me.”
“No. So, stop asking.” Seth started running the trimmer’s head against Jimmy’s back. At first, the strings turned his skin bright red, leaving welts as if he were being beat with a whip, then his skin started coming apart, causing pieces to fly everywhere. Seth was running the weed eater all over his body, in the front, back and sides. Jimmy screamed with everything he had as his flesh was being mutilated.
Kenneth looked confused. He couldn’t fathom how a person’s body could go through so much trauma and still be alive. He yelled over Jimmy’s screams. “Why isn’t he dying?”
Seth yelled back. “Because I pumped him full of some special drugs.” Seth pulled back the weed eater and released the trigger to reduce some of the noise. “I told you this was going to be sick.”
“Your definition of sick is completely different than mine.”
Seth laughed. “You can go wait outside the room if you want.”
Kenneth felt that Seth was being barbaric. He didn’t realize it was going to be this bad when he took him up on his offer. He didn’t know what to say, worried that he would get upset if he said anything. “I’m fine.”
“That’s the spirit.” Seth went back to ripping off Jimmy’s flesh.
Kenneth was standing off to the side, feeling guilty. He didn’t feel sorry for Jimmy because he was a worthless human being, but he did want him to die so his suffering would end. “Why don’t you just kill the fucker and get it over with?”
“What do you think I’m trying to do?”
“Just cut his throat or something.”
Seth knew Kenneth was having second thoughts. He expected it. “I know you think this is some real barbaric and sadistic shit. I don’t expect you to do anything you don’t want to do. This is my thing. I’ll even fuck up Brad for you when it’s his turn.”
Kenneth felt weird, as if Seth had read his mind, but he still didn’t want to admit to the way he felt. “Like I said, I’m fine.”
“If you say so.”
A few minutes later, Jimmy passed out. Seth had ripped off fifty percent of his skin. He set the weed eater against a wall. “Let’s cut him down.”
Jimmy’s entire body was covered in blood. Seth felt his pulse, noticing it was getting weak. “Damn! He’s losing too much blood, and probably not going to last much longer.”
“Do you want me to smear glue all over him?”
“No, it’s too late for that. His skin is porous like a sponge now. I need to wrap this up before he’s gone.” Seth quickly walked out of the room, then came back with a leaf blower. “Roll him over onto his stomach.”
After Kenneth rolled him over, Seth injected him with the auto-injector into his ass cheek. Within a few seconds, Jimmy started coming around. He lay motionless on his stomach as he whimpered. His skin felt like it was still on fire due to all the trauma, and his other wounds were throbbing.
Seth smeared some glue on the tapered end of the blower, then shoved it into his ass. The end was so big it was tearing his anus. He held it in place for a few minutes, then tried to pull it out. “Good. It’s stuck.” He laid the blower on the back of Jimmy’s legs, then walked in front of him. “We probably only have one or two more exciting things we can do to you before you head to Hell.”
Jimmy started crying. “Ust do it an get it over ith.”
Seth went to start the blower, but paused as he looked at Kenneth. “You might want to stand back. I’m not sure what’s going to happen.”
“You don’t have to tell me twice.” He walked to the edge of the room.
Seth started the motor, revved the engine to its maximum RPMs, then locked the trigger.
At first, Jimmy’s eyes got big as his intestines filled with air. He started screaming, then a loud pop echoed out as his intestines blew apart. The air was now causing his abdomen to swell up like a balloon. Seth started walking backwards as it got bigger and bigger. Everyone in the other room was staring in horror. Suddenly, Jimmy’s stomach exploded, blowing blood and feces all over the room. Seth quickly started up a chainsaw and began cutting him into pieces as he screamed out with his last breath of air. He shut off the saw, then pulled out a knife and started cutting around his neck.
Jim noticed Seth was laughing as Kenneth shook his head. He couldn’t tell what they were saying, but it appeared Seth was trying to get Kenneth to do something. When Seth was done, he pulled the skin off Jimmy’s skull. Blood was dripping from the flesh as he held it towards Kenneth. Kenneth was holding his hands out as if he were saying no. Seth pulled off his mask and tossed it to Kenneth, then to everyone’s horror, he pulled Jimmy’s skin over his head like a Halloween mask.
Infamously Agonizing
Seth walked up to the window and stared at the group through Jimmy’s face. Jim was unsure what to do as he stood dumbfounded, staring back. Seth ran his thumb across his neck, then started the chainsaw. Jim was shaking with fear as he yelled, “Everyone grab a chair! If he tries to come in here, we’ll attack him!”
Suddenly, the lights went out in both rooms, then the sound of glass shattering echoed out, followed by the sound of a chainsaw being revved. Everyone took off towards the door, tripping over each other and the chairs as they ran in the dark. When someone opened the door, the light from the hallway slightly lit up the room. Seth could be seen crawling through the broken window while holding the chainsaw.
In a state of panic, Amanda, Kerri and Michael tore themselves from their chairs. Joe took off running towards the door. He dove at the last moment, allowing himself to slide through the wire. The ra
zor-sharp barbs sliced his body from head to toe and he received a quick shock, but he made it. Gary did the same thing, then the others followed. Some were cut worse, and some were caught in the wire, but were able to wiggle themselves loose. Joe and Gary had taken off, leaving everyone else behind. They ran to the elevator and pressed the ‘down’ button. When everyone made it to the hallway, they took off running towards the elevator, but Joe and Gary didn’t hold the door for them. The others had no choice but to take off down another hallway as the sound of the chainsaw echoed out behind them.
Joe had pressed the button to the ground floor, but the elevator stopped on the third floor, then the power went out. Joe pressed the button again. “The fucking thing is dead!”
Gary looked down the dimly-lit hallway. “We need to get moving. Maybe there’s a staircase or something. As they snuck down the hallway, they noticed there were numerous rooms with large windows. They looked through the windows as they eased along to see if there was a way out. The rooms looked like old medical research labs. They were filled with antiquated equipment, stainless steel tables, and glass display cases that held jars, books and tools. Gary felt uneasy. “This place creeps me out.”
“Me too.”
When they came to a door that read Staircase, they found it locked. Joe tried to kick it open, but it wouldn’t budge. “The damn thing is solid. I can’t get it open.”
Gary tried, but failed too. “Fuck! Let’s keep going.”
A few rooms down Joe noticed an axe laying on a table. “Look! We can use that to open the door.”
“And I can use it to take out that fucking psycho and get my dick back before we leave.”
Joe ran into the room first. When he picked it up, the door slammed shut. Gary tried to open it, but it was locked. “Dammit! It’s locked.”
“Why in the fuck did you shut it?”
“I didn’t. Use the axe to bust it open.”
Joe was standing dumbfounded.
“I said, bust the fucker open!”
“I can’t. The axe is made of rubber.”
Gary grabbed it. “What the fuck! We must have been set up.” He started looking around in a panic. “Oh shit! The bastard must be close!”
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