“Alright. Be out in a minute.”
“What are you doing?”
“Taking a fucking shower.”
“Have you been in there this whole time?”
“Yeah.”
“That’s a waste of water.”
“Okay, water monitor.”
He looked around the cargo area. “Where’s Missy?”
“She’s taking a shower too.”
“That’s fucked up! I’m driving my ass off while you’re playing hide the snake?”
Missy opened the door with a towel wrapped around her. “Get your mind out of the gutter.”
Seth was lying in a tub filled with bubbles. “Yeah, pervert.”
Wyatt walked off shaking his head.
A few minutes later, Seth came out of the bathroom and headed to his duffle bag to get some clean clothes when Kenneth came into the RV. He noticed Seth was butt naked. “I’m not even going to ask what the fuck you’re doing.”
He pulled out some clothes. “Dude, I’m fixing to get dressed. Chill out.”
“I swear, this trip is getting more fucked up by the minute.”
“Like you don’t get nude.”
“At home. Not in the back of a rolling torture chamber that’s covered in blood and ass.”
“Well, this feels like home to me.”
“I’m sure it does.”
Seth got dressed, then followed Kenneth out of the RV. A few minutes later, they returned carrying a roll of carpet. When they unrolled it, Alayna lay nude in the center of it. About that time, Wyatt come walking up, noticing the woman looked like a crackhead. She was so thin her pelvis bones were showing and her skin looked unhealthy. Though her body was covered with sores and bruises, her poor-quality tattoos were still relatively visible. She had rotted teeth and her blonde hair was greasy and appeared as if it hadn’t been washed in months. “What a gross looking bitch. I hope she doesn’t have AIDS.”
Seth laughed. “I think Kenneth needs to be worried about that.”
Kenneth glared at him. “What does that mean?”
“You tell me?”
“If you’re referring to her being naked, she ripped off her clothes before I had a chance to knock her out.”
“Okay.”
“No, seriously. The bitch was tryin’ to sell me her snatch. She was only wearing a short skirt and tank top and had that shit peeled off in an instant like they were covered in fucking ants.”
“That’s because she wanted your python.”
“What are you tryin’ to say? I’m black, so I must have a big dick?”
“No, Barry said you had a big dick.”
“Ha, ha, fucker.”
Missy came walking out of the bathroom wearing a black dress and her makeup and hair were done up. “Who is this skank?”
Seth handed her a folder. “Alayna Patel.”
She looked at the woman’s criminal record, noting she had thrown her two-month-old baby girl in a dumpster alive. The autopsy showed the child had died of suffocation after she was buried in the landfill. The baby had been in the dumpster for two days suffering from the elements and hunger before she was hauled to the dump like garbage. “What a fucking piece of shit.”
“Sure in the fuck is.” Seth noticed how nice Missy looked. “You’re sure dolled up.”
“I thought I was going to head home, but after reading what this bitch did, I think I’m going to stay.”
“That’s probably a good thing since your truck isn’t here.”
“Don’t tell me that little prick wrecked it.”
“No. The dumbass drove to Big Spring instead of here. But don’t worry. We’ll be catching up with him in San Angelo.” Seth looked at his watch. “He should be there anytime.”
“Are we heading that way?”
“In a few hours. Wyatt needs to get some shut-eye.” He turned to Kenneth. “And it’s probably a good idea if you do too.”
Wyatt knew it was a bad idea leaving Barry alone for too long. “I think I can drive to San Angelo.”
Seth shook his head. “I’ve already told you there’s no need to rush.”
“I know. But I’m worried Spanky might do something stupid. You know he gets antsy waiting around. I think the fucker has ADHD.”
Kenneth had an idea. “I’ll go ahead and proceed that way.”
Seth looked at him. “You need to rest up. It might be a while before you have another chance.”
“I’ll get plenty of rest once I’m dead.”
Seth knew Kenneth liked the adrenaline rush of kidnapping more than the torture part. He opened a map and laid it on a table. “Alright. Go ahead and pick up Humberto Gonzalez in Rocksprings. When you get to San Angelo, you and Barry can pick up Jimmy. From there, head to Killeen and pick up Maggie. We’ll meet up with y’all at White Flint Park. It’s west of Temple off Highway 36.”
Kenneth looked at his watch. “It’s a little after 3:30. I probably won’t arrive at the park until the afternoon since I have to make several stops. And you know Spanky will slow me down.”
“Don’t worry about the time frame. Just do what you need to do so you don’t get busted. I don’t know how long it’ll be before we pull out. It’s about a six-hour drive to Temple from here, so if you beat us to the park, go ahead and rest up.”
“Sounds good. I’m outta here.” Kenneth walked out of the RV.
Seth laid Alayna on top of the autopsy table. A mirror was mounted on the ceiling above it.
Missy was looking at her file. “Did you read that she did it because she didn’t want to deal with taking care of another child?”
Seth was strapping down Alayna’s arms and legs. “Yep. And her other four kids had already been taken from her for neglect.”
“The fucking cunt could have given the child up. There are a lot of people wanting to adopt.”
“What do you expect from a scumbag?” He wrote Death due to suffocation on a toe tag before hanging it on her.
“I hope you have something special planned for her.”
“I do. It’s something I wanted to do for a long time.”
“And what is that?”
He strapped her head down. “I’m going to autopsy her, then prepare her for burial while she’s still alive. And then I’m going to bury her ass in a coffin so she can feel what it’s like to be all alone in the pitch-dark until she suffocates.”
Missy’s eyes got big. “This is going to be interesting. Do you know how to do an autopsy?”
“I’ve done some reading.” He gathered up all the tools and drugs he’d need, laying them out on a rolling cart. “You ready for this?”
Missy nodded. “What do you think?”
“You wanna be my diener?”
“What is that?”
“It’s what the assistant to an autopsy technician is called.”
“Heck yeah!”
Autopsy
Seth got some lab jackets from a cabinet, then handed one to Missy. “This will keep you from getting covered in blood.” He put his jacket on. “And when she wakes up, let’s completely ignore her. I want her to believe we think she’s dead.”
“Damn! That’s some really fucked up mind-rape.”
Seth sewed Alayna’s eyelids open before he injected her with adrenaline. A few minutes later, she came to. The first thing she noticed was a naked woman staring back at her. Horror overwhelmed her when she realized she was looking in a mirror. She tried to move, but her limbs and head were bound. She cut her eyes and saw Seth and Missy standing by the other table. “Hey! What’s going on? Am I in the hospital?”
They didn’t respond.
“Can you hear me?”
Seth handed Missy a clipboard with a form attached to it. “We need to document the body.”
“Okay?”
He walked around the table. “Name: Alayna Patel. White female. Around age 35. Medium length, blonde hair. Unkempt. A possible victim of vigilante justice for the murder of her two-month old daughter.”
Alayna was cutting her eyes towards Seth. “What are you talking about? Why are you bringing up my daughter? What do you mean vigilante justice? Hey! I’m talking to you! What’s going on?” She tried to blink. “What’s wrong with my eyes? They won’t close! Please talk to me!”
Seth looked down at her. “Eyes are brown.”
“Why are you ignoring me?”
He pulled her lips apart. “Tooth decay. Possibly due to being a crackhead.”
“What the fuck are you doing?”
Seth looked her up and down. “Extremely thin. Almost malnourished. Most likely from crack usage. Poor hygiene. Bruising and sores on her legs and arms. Tattoos of poor quality randomly scattered all over her body.”
“I demand you tell me what the fuck is going on!”
“No visual cause of death.”
“Hold up! I’m not dead! Please talk to me!”
Seth handed Missy a camera. “Take pictures of the corpse.”
Alayna was becoming frustrated. “Corpse? I’m not dead! Hey! Can you hear me? What’s wrong with you fuckers? Why are y’all ignoring me?”
Seth started cutting off Alayna’s hair with electric trimmers. She was becoming even angrier as she watched the events unfold in the mirror above. “What the fuck, man? Stop cutting my hair! Do you hear me, motherfucker?”
When he was done, Seth grabbed a scalpel and started cutting into her scalp. She was screaming at the top of her lungs as he cut across the crown of the head, from the bony bump behind one ear to the bump behind the other. She had no choice but to watch since she couldn’t close her eyes or turn her head.
When he was done, he pulled her skin back, exposing the top of her skull. Not only was she in a tremendous amount of pain, she was now horrified, realizing the horror that laid ahead if she was truly going to be autopsied. “I’m alive! I’m alive! Please stop hurting me! I beg you!”
Seth picked up a special bone saw that wouldn’t damage soft tissue. When he started cutting into the front of her skull, she shrieked from the sheer agony of the procedure. The vibrations from the blade were effecting her screams, adding some vibrato to their sound. Her eyes were rolling around in their sockets as he sawed around the entire circumference of her head. When he was done, he removed the top of her skull, laying it on her chest. It looked like a bowl covered in blood. Considering the object, she was consumed by terror as it slowly dawned on her what the item was that had been placed on her chest. “Oh my God! Is that… Is that the top of my head?” She looked at Seth. “Please stop! I can’t take the pain! I’m alive!”
Missy was looking at the top of her brain. “That’s fucking cool.” She poked it with her finger. “Think she can feel that?”
“Probably, if she was alive.”
Missy realized what she had said. “That’s what I meant.”
Alayna started crying. “I am alive! I don’t understand why y’all can’t hear me!”
Seth lit a cigarette before pulling a probe out of a box.
Missy was looking at it. “What is that?”
“I’m gonna zap the shit out of her brain to see what it does.”
She got excited. “Can I do it?”
He handed it to her. “Be careful. It’s already on.”
Alayna was terror-stricken as she watched Missy in the mirror, bringing the probe close to her head. “Hold up! Please don’t do that!”
Missy touched part of her brain with the device, which caused Alayna’s eyes to roll around and her face to tense up. A tingly sensation ran throughout her body, frightening her. “Oh my God! Please stop! You’re going to kill me!”
Seth was standing next to Alayna’s side as he flicked his ashes into the top of her skull that remained in place upon her chest. “That’s fuckin’ cool. Try another area.”
Missy moved the probe over and Alayna’s hips suddenly began thrusting up and down.
Seth laughed. “She looks like a remote-controlled whore.” He flicked more ashes into the skull. “Think Radio Shack would be interested in something like this?”
Missy smiled. “Maybe some online pervert store where Spanky shops.” She moved the probe again, which caused Alayna to make a screeching sound.
“That sounds weird. Keep doing that.”
She did it again. “She sounds like a fox yelping.”
Alayna was crying. “Please stop! It feels like fire is shooting through my body.”
“That was fucking awesome. Now try another spot.”
When Missy moved the probe over, Alayna farted.
“Stay away from that part of the brain.”
Missy laughed as she did it again, making her piss all over the table.
Seth picked up the top of the skull and stepped back. “What a nasty bitch.”
Missy started running the probe around and around her brain, producing erratic jerking of Alayna’s body that gave it the appearance of drug-induced convulsions as she randomly yelped, farted and pissed everywhere.
“I think that’s enough brain play.” He put his cigarette out in the skull.
Alayna noticed what he was doing. “Hey, motherfucker! That’s not a fucking ashtray!”
He poured superglue around the cut edge of the skull before sticking it back on her head.
Alayna was horrified watching the replacement of her skullcap in the mirror. “What the fuck are you doing? That’s going to cause an infection!” She screamed as he pulled her skin back over her skull. She was almost on the verge of passing out as he stitched it back in place.
Wyatt sat up on the floor where he was napping. “Fuck!” He stood up.
Seth looked at him. “What’s wrong with you?”
“Just too noisy to get any sleep.”
“Go outside.”
“Fuck that. I’m going to head on to White Flint Park.”
“Don’t fall asleep and wreck.”
“If I do, at least I can get some rest in the hospital. Or coffin for that matter.”
“Now you’re actin’ like Spanky.”
He walked off bitching.
Seth was glad they were taking off. He had been worried someone might call the cops due to all the screaming. He had done as much soundproofing as he could in the cargo area, but it wasn’t perfect. When the vehicle started moving, he picked up a scalpel. “Now we’re going to do the chest and abdomen.” He started cutting into Alayna’s chest. She produced a blood-curdling scream as he started making the Y-shaped incision. The two arms of the Y ran from each shoulder joint and met at mid-chest, from there, the incision ran down to her pubic region. Alayna was succumbing to a state of shock from the agony, so Seth injected her with a mixture of drugs to keep her conscious.
Once she regained full alertness, he pulled her skin outwards, then took the bone saw and started cutting the sides of her ribcage, leaving the ribs attached to the breastbone. When he was done, he removed the entire frontal ribcage as one chest plate and threw it in a trashcan.
Alayna was breathing heavily and crying uncontrollably. She had just experienced a horrific amount of pain, and now she was staring at her organs in the mirror. She couldn’t believe she was still alive and watching as her heart flopped around in her chest as it continued to beat. She had screamed so much that she could barely speak. “I can’t believe you’ve done this to me! Please stop! I can’t take the pain anymore! Please show mercy! I beg you!”
Seth ignored her as he began cutting the attachment tissue holding her intestines in place. As they loosened, he let them slide out of her and into a trashcan next to the table.
Missy was feeling nauseous. “That’s fucking gross.”
“They’re slimy too.”
“My God! How long are they?”
“Around twenty-five feet.”
Alayna was appalled as she watched her intestines being thrown away like trash. “Oh my God! I can’t believe you’re doing this to me! Please stop! I beg you!”
When all the intestines but the ends had exited the abdomin
al cavity, Seth took his knife and cut around her anus, freeing the rectum and colon from her body; then he cut out her stomach, freeing the other end of her intestines. He threw the organs in the trash before moving on to cut out her gallbladder, one of her kidneys, appendix and bladder, all the while cauterizing blood vessels as he proceeded. He knew she could live for hours, maybe even days, without the organs he had removed. Her remaining kidney would filter out waste from her bloodstream and dump it into her body cavity. Removing her digestive system would only deny her body nourishment, but he had plans to rectify that issue.
Alayna was begging, crying and screaming at the same time as she was enduring the torment of having her organs cut out.
Seth took his knife and cut around her vagina, severing it from her body, then proceeded to cut out her female organs. Missy was covering her mouth. “This is fucking barbaric, but the bitch deserves it for murdering her baby.”
Even though Alayna was in excruciating pain, she cut her eyes towards Missy and shouted in a raspy voice, “Fuck you, bitch!” She glared at Seth, now realizing he was ignoring her on purpose. “You have no right to do this to me! Hey! I know you can hear me, you fucking bastard!”
Seth continued ignoring her as he laid a hatchet inside her open cavity. Missy noticed what he had done. “Why did you do that?”
“You ever heard of people coming back to life after they’re buried?”
“I’ve read it’s happened a few times, but don’t know if any of the stories were true.”
“Just in case this cunt somehow miraculously comes back to life, I’ve given her a way to get out. All she has to do is rip herself open and retrieve the hatchet. Then she can chop her ass out of the casket.”
Alayna knew he was doing this to her because of what she had done to her baby. “You have no right to do this to me! You’re going to pay for this!”
Seth put several I.V. bags in her open abdominal cavity and connected the lines to some internal veins. The bags were filled with fluids and nutrients to keep her body nourished for a few days. When he was done, he opened the top of a five-gallon bucket, then dumped thousands of maggots into her empty cavity.
The complete “A Glimpse into Hell” series - 5 books, 195 chapters, 1700 pages, 600K words of pure gore Page 171