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The Fallen Leaf

I found myself in the midst of a dark forest. Walking

carefully in every dark path I step. From far I found a house. I

knock the door of their house and someone opened it. I was

shocked when I saw the face of the man that opens it. The shocked

took away when the shouted at me. When the time I was shocked and

I remember my bad memories about this man. I suddenly push him

and punch with my right hand in his left cheek and used an

uppercut on him. He punched me in my cheek also. We punched each

other until we are both tired and can’t stand anymore. But when I

look at him he’s already worn out of energy. I tied his both hand

and tied the other end of the rope in the ceiling and also

covered his mount. Until he wakes up I started to hit him using

the latigo I found. I didn’t stop hitting him until I saw the

blood that flow in his body. I felt the fun in torturing him and

the anger that hides and grows stronger is now felt by him. I

found a food in their house and eat it. I asked him if he want to

eat also but he did not replied so a got a new idea of how I

start torturing him again. After I used the washroom I get my

feces. I remove the cover and open his mouth and slowly feed it

to him. I give him water I used in washing the plates as his

drink. A girl with glasses comes to the house and I drag her

knowing that she is his sister. I tied her in a chair and find a

way how to deal with the situation. I torn to piece his t-shirt,

I remove her pants and start a sex in front of his brother. I

started caressing her breast and her pussy. I entered my cock

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slowly to her and slowly becoming faster, slower and faster until

she squirt and slowly collapse. And smashed that girl’s body with

the axe. I chopped the face of the girl into half down to her

breast until it arrives in her vagina. I saw the face of her

brother, a face of a devil but crying and told him “now you know

how it feels to lose someone”. I cut his two legs slowly, I tied

his neck and tied the other end of the rope onto the ceiling, and

also the cut his two arms and remained his conscious mind and

body. My body just moved on its own I used kamehameha to destroy

the house.

And I walked away and cried, “What happen? What I have done?

”. Until I heard the voice of my mom, “Chris, Mea, Jun-jun, Fiel

gisung na. kamo agko pa kamo klase 7:00 na!…” I woke up and

noticed the tears in my eyes and said “thank God it is just a

dream”.

A thing that I want to happen in reality but only in dreams

I could do.

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by: Cris Arvin P. Arroyo

I sat beside a tree where the air touches my skin and feel

the essence of the beauty of nature. I saw a man walking besides

the shallow trees and he look at me and smiles at me, he walks

towards me and smiles at me like a long lost friend, I feel pity

on him because of his eyes glimpsing like an innocent child

trying to convince me to be with him. The night as cool as winter

and he invited to go somewhere I doesn’t know, I followed him and

he lead me to narrow street and suddenly my mind blocked out. I

wake-up in a empty dark room and no one else there but me and the

man. The man pushing a trolling with full of sharps objects,My

heart beats so fast when he tied my hands and my feet so

trickery. He get a black cloth and covered my eyes. I sense him

walking around me and my ins think go wild, I scream and panic.

The man removes the patch in my eye and says, “You should witness

your death that is in easy and nice way.” The man starts to

remove my cloths using a sharp object going down until it reach

my organ. The man plays my organ and he suck my dick before he

peel it by a sharp blade..“ Ohh!! No no no…! Please stop. Ahhh!”.

“You’re creating so much noise.” the man said. He grab a plier on

his left hand and slowly open my mouth and pull my tongue out. He

pick a needle and a yarn, he starts to stitch my tongue together

with my lips, the blood runs into my neck, “NOW YOU CAN’T MAKE

ANY NOISE ANYMORE I AM FREE TO DO WHAT EVER I WANT TO DO WITH

YOU” he draw a big X mark into my left cheek, he peel my left

face with no skin attached into my left face “AREN’T YOU

ENJOYING? The man ask me but I can response because of my

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stitched mouth. I begging him to stop through my tears flowing in

my pilled face, I can feel the salty tears running into my left

face that it hurts me so much. But the man didn’t stop he

continue for what he do. He untied my feel less hands without

care and grabs a big scissor on the tray cuts my lefts hand

middle finger, he pick a tire wire on his tray and try to fit it

into my neck. But he fits it so hard until I suffocated

“aarghhh!” that’s the only word that I can say. While I am in

vain he is in the intense of his happiness. Afterwards I hear a

whistling and I wondering what is that, the man went into the

whistling point to check what it is after a minute he come back

with a big bowl and put my put my left hand together with my

middle finger that is unattached “AAAARRRGGGHHH” I feel the

boiling water running into the inner part of the unattached

middle finger. I feel nothing in my left hand. I feel so tired of

being like this I said, I wish I should die immediately for the

reason I can’t feel like this suffering anymore. He untied my

left feet, and he grab a hammer and apply a big force towards my

middle foot finger he do it again and again and again until my

bone crashed into thin pieces “aaaaarrrrggghhh” he lay me down

and try to kiss me but he didn’t Instead he grab a pair of knife

and try to open my chest to get my heart but he cant my ribs are

protecting my heart against him because of it he leave me in the

room and try to get something sharp object to open my chest. Its

my time to escape, I go down into the chair even If I feel so

tired, I see a door in front of me 5 meters away into my place I

think, I crawl and crawl and crawl and the blood spilling out of

me, I trying to open the door but the viscous of my blood pulling

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it away but I didn’t give ‘up I try it again with more force

apply to it and finally I open the door and fell. I notice that I

am in the garbage truck and I see the man standing in the door

were I fell and smiling at me. I fell asleep. And here I am still

surviving and moving forward trying to forget what is the mess

happen to me.

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by: Julius C. Balbuena

That day the moment I made a step with a dark stains in my

eyes with no idea where I am and what will happen next, my heart

bounce like I dribble a basketball, like a bull running so fast,

then suddenly a loop hard thing pound my middle part of my body

don’t even warn where to hit next then I crash into the ground

with my face kissing the surface, and I heard a sonorous voice

like a clown in a show laughing through my ears and grabbed me

and put me in a chair. That moment a light passes in my eyes

repeatedly, and I saw a table and a man facing it in front of my

chair where I am being shackled. Then he approach me and I saw

his bloody eyes and apprise me how wrathful he is, every time I

try to put my eyes on his face he slapped me with his monstrous

round hand in my face and lift my hair so hard and keep on asking

me anything that I don’t want him to know and continuing to beat

my entire body with his bat when I don’t gave him the information

that he wants me to tell him. Then I was so faint when he untied

me in the chair and stood me and tied again my two hands upright

to my head facing the wall then a bleak of water pour over my

back, right away a hasty thin metal hit my back iterately and I

keep on shouting every time he hit me with that thing, I feel so

agony that time I can’t feel the ground anymore but in my mind

the last thing I said to myself that I will never gave up, then I

don’t remember what happen next to me then a bleak of water pour

over my head again. Then he pull my body against the wall facing

him and again asking me but I don’t have a strength anymore to

even open my mouth just to utter some words but he keeps on

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beating me, and I saw my blood spout in my husk and gush trough

my face to his hand and his coat even on his face, I can’t behold

myself anymore, it was so blurry, until I closed my eyes and

pretending that it was over then I noticed he untied me and get

me laid to the ground then I fell to sleep. It was a very gleam

moment when I distinguished that I am alone in a very placid

place and knowing that it was over I am thankful that he leave me

with my body, breathing.

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Revenge is Sweet
by: Cassandra Kaiden A. Balde

As I walk in an abandoned house,my shoescreptamongst the

old, wooden parquets, each step accompanied with a creak as I

made my way down to a certain room. As I open the door I can see

the woman I detest the most, who is unconsciously sitting and

tied on a chair. The wobbly chair she sat on scratched at

herexposed legs, the unyielding rope that was secured around her

ankle binding her to a confinement that seemed to last eternally.

A threads of light from newborn day soared across her insensible

face, the lucid mind she once obtained now in a state of

hysteria. I watch intently as her eyelashes grazed across the

corks of her cheeks, her head rotating side to side as she tried

to regain her needed awareness. Her eyelids blinked, and

instantly squinted when the light from the gapingblinds touched

her. “Did you have a good night sleep?” I asked her. She sharply

turned the way where my voice is but didn’t recognize me for I

was hiding under the shadows of the small room. “W-where am I?

What am I doing here?” her eyes scanned the room, trying to find

a clue that would give way on where she is. I snickered, “you ask

too many questions.” she glanced at me once again, and only then

became aware of who I am. “K-khaycee?” her voice uttered my name

in disbelief. I grabbed a wooden chair from the dusty corner of

the room, and sat across from her.I slapped her face hard enough

feeling my tingly hands that hit her face. I saw her mouth open,

and I knew she was about to scream her heart out. “There’s no

point, Aira. No one is going to hear you.” Tears are now running

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down from her face, “please let me go. Whatever I did to you

before, I’m sorry...I’m sorry for b-bullying you I-I w-wont do it

again! Just let me g-go” she said. Again, I slapped her, “What

you did to me is not something to forgive and forget easily!! You

scarred me! Youruined my life and now I’m going to ruin yours

too! Hahaha....I won’t let you get away that easily ”. I grabbed

my bag and take my gun in it, andaimed at her limbs, I shot her

many times. I listened to her scream in pain and agony as blood

slowly flooding the floor. “It’s not over yet. I just started…

Hahahaha” I said. “n-no..p-please stop this” she pleaded. Next, I

aimed at her arms, “uwaaah..s-stop..I’m s-sorry”. I can hear her

heavy breathing, her face is soaking wet from her tears and snot

and that’s making me loving every pain I inflicted on her, I

wanted her to suffer more as I thought to myself. I put down my

gun and take my stun gun from my bag. “z-zzh.zh” the resonance of

the stun gun excites me, especially on what it will do to her

once it kisses her skin. She was trying to get away from me as

she saw me holding the stun gun with menacing look, I can see

blood seep away from her system as I was nearing towards her and

trying to touch her skin with stun gun in my hands. Finally, the

stun gun reaches her skin and electrified her. I performed it

many times to her causing her to lose consciousness. As she was

still in her unconscious state, I went outside to my car and take

a gallon of gasoline from the trunk of my car, then went back to

the room where Aira is. For my final plan, I kick her arms hard

where I shot her before that awaken her. As soon as she recovers

her consciousness, I bath her with the gasoline that I took from

my car. My actions alerted her and sniff the substance that I

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just poured to her, “w-what is this? Are you going to set me on

fire? No! Don’t do this, spare me..please…imsorry.forgive me” she

pleaded to me many times, however, I ignore her and went on with

my plan. And for the finale, I took my lighter from my bag and

lit it. “You know what Aira?” I asked her. “W-what?” she said. I

snickered at her and said “Revenge is sweet” I threw the lighter

towards her and set her on fire. I watch her as she scream from

the burning fire that engulfing her entire body, as she scream

for help, and cry from pain until she became ashes and wash away

by the wind. Tins of golden-whiteness began to pour through the

window, an indication of newborn day. I closed my eyes briefly,

thanking that it was finally over. I went back to my car and put

a life on it then went on my journey towards the sun.

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Suffer to Pay
by: Ivy I. Benosa

I hired two men to help me to execute the torture that I was

planning to do to the wicked creature who once devastated my

life. First, I instructed both of them to secretly bring this

person to this old basement where the equipment’s for the torture

I brought are prepared. This woman wakes and finds herself

chained down naked to a pipe, trying to identify where she is and

wondering how she got here in an old basement. While she is on

the process of recalling what happened, I came out. She asked me,

“What am I doing here?” Swiftly, I replied. “You’re here to

pay”. After she heard what I said another question arose from his

mouth but I never responded again. This is for her to think what

ruthless things she ever made to me before without any clue

coming from my mouth. I want her to remember it without my help.

Instead, I showed her the cage where the hungry rats are being

locked up. I let them free and thrown the large, heavy bowls with

disease-infected rats where she is sitting and tied. Seeing the

fear in her eyes doesn’t stop me distressing her. As I walked

away from her, because of her panic she begged me to take away

those rascals from her, however I pretended that I didn’t heard

anything then I left and locked her inside the room. After a

while I came back. She thought, I want her to kill by those

little yet scary hungry creatures .But she realized that she was

mistaken because I took away all the rats and brought them back

to their cage. But she’s not expecting that I will use to her the

electroshocks I am handling when I go closer to her. I use this

weapon to her five times only to ensure that she wouldn’t die

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yet. Then I commanded one of the men I hired to cut the rope that

tangled her on the pipe. She thanked me and said sorry for all

the bad things he did, assuming that I would let her go. I

laughed very loud then I stopped. I looked at her sharply and

angrily. The moment I commanded my two men to tie her again, her

scared feelings tripled and panic even more when he saw a drum of

dirty water. Now she was tied again.My men lowered her into the

water until her head completely submerged. Two minutes after I

gave an order to the two men to raise her or to give her chance

to breathe. I let her hang for a second, and then I told my men,

“do it over and over again but don’t let her die”. I got tired so

I decided to end it up. The sun shines furiously today. The

mixture of boiled water and oil are ready. I get it and I told my

men to bring the woman out and put her on the place where the

rays of sun will surely hit her skin. I coated her with a mixture

of boiling water and oil while stripped naked. She’s begging me

again to stop and let her free but I didn’t listen to her. I

persistently continue coating her body while telling her all the

evil things happened to me because of her and how he deserve to

suffer. “Now your paid” I said, and then I left her .She would

then burn to death.

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by: Mark C. Bustarga

The day when the darkness has fallen to a man who only knows

is to avenge those man by an immortal way of killing. The day

when love turns to hatred. A man that carries the dark deep

sadness and try to find some answers to one person. In a place

with dark gray sky, burning soil, full with black smoke is a man

with frightening looks holding a whip, guarding; protecting his

possessions from those who will try to abuse it. Not from a far

he saw an enemy hiding behind a big rock in front of him. His foe

sitting and waiting to be tormented, with eyes full of water

ready to drop and hand and feet shaking ready to crumble. He then

jumped and grappled his foe who is trying to escape the pain and

suffering that he is going to receive, but he failed . He was

shaking and all his strength was drained. He then dragged his foe

with all his might and threw him anywhere, he did not stop

throwing his foe until his anger lessen. His foe ended up on a

slimy mud with demon creatures living on it. He then cast his

whip all over his foe’s body until his arms wire down.The man

holding the whip felt no sympathy for those who tried to abuse

him, those who try to hurt him. He then tied his foe on a

balefire, poured all over him a burning hot water, that caused

his foe to shout out of his will, begging for the man to stop.

But no shame came to his senses. Anger still aroused on his

heart. He then lit his foe with fire and watched him burn and

turn to ash.

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by: John Samson Cheng

On February 31, 9999, 5 teenagers abusing/using drugs and

smoking weeds kidnapped a 18-years old girl and kept captive in a

house. The girl was raped over 200 times by the teenagers after

that she was forced to call her parents and tell them that "she

had run away" and she was also force to eat the cockroaches and

drink a cup of yellowish urine. On the next day morning, She was

beat up countless times, her hands was tied up to the ceiling and

her body was used as a punching bag. Then her face held against

concrete ground and jumped on. Her nose was filled with so much

blood that she only breath through her mouth. Then two of the

teenagers hold her hands and feet. Then one of them dropped a

dumbbell onto her stomach. She was force to take drugs and smoke

weeds then when she drinks water, she vomits it because her

stomach can’t accept it. She tried also to escape but she failed,

she was punished by burning her left arms by using a cigarette

and by tearing a candle on her back. Then they poured a flammable

liquid on her feet and legs, then lit on fire. Then a bottle

inserted into her anus causing an injury. After that she was tied

up and put into the old refrigerator and been lock-up. After a

several hours, they get her and feed her like a dog. She was

unable to walk properly due to severe leg burns, after eating she

was beat with bamboo sticks and inserted a fireworks into her

anus and lit it. They smashed her hands by weights, the

fingernails was crack, she beaten with golf club, a skewers of

grilled chicken inserted into her vagina and nose, causing so

much bleeding. On the next day, a hot wax dropped onto the face

and eyelids burned by cigarette then stabbed with sewing needles

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in chest area. Left nipple cut and destroyed with pliers, hot

light bulb inserted into her vagina, heavy bleeding from vagina

due to scissors insertion, then the girl begged to the teenagers

to "kill her and get over with" she was mutilated from ground.

The five teenagers beat her mutilated body with an iron barbell;

she is profusely bleeding from her mouth and nose. They put a

candle's flame to her face and eyes. Then lighter fluid was

poured onto her legs, arms, face and stomach, and then lit on

fire. This final torture lasted for a time of two hours. The girl

died later that day, in pain and alone. Nothing compares her

suffering she had to go through.

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Better Than Revenge

It’s quite cold tonight. The wind blows harshly with the

rainshower on the black leather jacket and jeans that I am

wearing. I feel uncomfortable with this. I’m on a stinky and very

dark place but I know it’s the safest. I’ll wait for him until he

comes out. I’m so eager to see him. I have waited for so long. I

have prepared for this. Everything should work according to my

plans. Finally, he goes out. While he’s unlocking the door of the

car, I grab the chance of putting on his nose a hanky filled with

ammonia instead of hitting his back with a steel pipe which can

get the attention of the people around. He became unconscious

when he smelled the foul odor of the ammonia. I move quickly and

get him inside the car. I drive and bring him to this very quiet

place. Whatever we do, no one can able to see nor hear us. I get

the rope and tie him on the pole. An hour of rest I given to me

waiting for him to wake up. I stare at him. A flashback of

everything he did to me makes my blood rush quickly into my

veins. I stand up and seize him. I get the basin filled with

water and pour it to him. He recovers his consciousness. I can

see that fear, anger and begging mixed up on his face when he has

seen me. He’s trying to free himself and fight me but he can

never win. I screw up his eyes as payment for that day when he

has insulted me that I am blind for not seeing the shining paint

of his car head. I cut his left ear with the garden scissor for

insulting me that I am deaf because I don’t hear beautiful beep

of his car that’s why he bumped me. He begs for mercy but mercy

is not on me. I use the knife to slash the packs on his abdomen.

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Who’s clumsy now? His bullying days, months and years is so over.

I’m not yet contented so I cut his knees with a chainsaw. He’s

starting to be pale. His blood scatters on the floor. The rage

makes me stronger to carry the scene and the odor.

The sun is starting to rise and we already have a long time.

I get him out and tie him out on a tree in the middle of the

woods. I am tired so I just let somebody do the work for me. I

clean up everything for safety. Finally, the vultures and rodents

thanked me for giving them a delicious breakfast.

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Up to Death
by: Glaiza Mae I. Popanes

Upon sitting here on the bench, I catch a glimpse of the

girl i hate the most as she began bitching around a couple of

busy students. Her dark straight hair that falls above her

shoulders and sways as she walks seductively annoys me, making me

want to pull it hard until no strands was left. Her nearly red

cheeks that almost made her look like a clown irritates me that

I’d like to slap it until it bleed. A sudden thought came in the

back of my mind as I continued eyeing her every move. I pull her

hair and drag her in a dark room in an abandoned building and tie

her hands on her back and her feet on the wooden chair. With the

full force on my fist, I gave her a hard blow on her face that

made her fall into sleep. Only the yellow light from a filthy

bulb was visible along the dark room. After a couple of hours, I

watched as she tried to open her eyes and scan the area. She

began screaming for help as she saw me with an evil smirk as I

began walking towards her direction, as if she was already in a

matter of life and death. I didn’t even bother to cover her mouth

because this is a remote area and the sound of her agony makes me

smile in triumph. She held her breath as I trace the sharp blade

of my hunter’s knife on her face and scratches it enough to make

her growl in pain. Anger filled my eyes as I remembered how she

insulted, bullied and intimidated low profile students like me so

I slap her face repeatedly until it get bruised. I grab her hair

and was shocked when she spits straight on my face and began

laughing out loud. I became really pissed that in a split second,

my knife met her left arm as she began crying in pain as blood

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began dripping along her shoulders. I grab the rope and wrap it

around her neck and she choked as she searched for her breath. I

smashed her with piece of wood full of rusty nails until she has

no more energy to struggle. I went out and emptied the gallons of

gasoline and strike the match in a jiffy and threw it on the

room. I can barely hear her screams asking for help, until only

the sound of debris falling inside the building and the dark

smoke became visible in my senses. By that time, I know that she

already met her death.I began walking away while laughing like a

lunatic on the result of my vengeance. Suddenly, realization hit

me as I saw the strange looks of people passing as If I’m crazy.

I lower my head in humiliation as I remembered that I was on a

public place.Well, although she’s a bitch, rogue, hateful and

heartless, she’s still a person like us. Maybe there’s a reason

behind her attitude towards others and maybe she just uses it as

a mask to hide what she truly feels.

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Talk Back and You’re Dead

High school life…they say that it was the most exciting part

of being a teenager. It is the stage of our lives where we do

things without thinking of the consequences. It was their

happiest years, yes THEIR happiest years. Every time I think

about of those years all I can remember is their dirty and ugly

mouths talking bad things about me and the crucial part is that

they were my friends.

Now I am attending our high school reunion. As I walk my way

to the venue I saw my ex best friend standing at the side of the

street, talking to someone on her phone. She’s still so pretty,

she even had her eyelash extension and wearing a seductive red

lipstick. Memories came crashing to my head and the next thing I

knew is I am holding a big rock while beating her head furiously.

When she get unconscious, I grab her hair and pull her to the

hidden part of the street, while her skin is peeling off because

of the rough road. I scan my bag and find my scissors. I cut her

eyelids with her eyelash extension still on. I peel her skin on

her right arm, cut her ears using my scissors, pull her hair off

and stuck it all in her mouth as she cry her lungs out because of

the pain. I get my safety pin that was attached on my dress and

put it on her lips with her tongue in the middle so that she can

never talk back on me ever again.

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Vengeance
by: Mark Lincel L. Tagong

“So shine bright… tonight… you and I,” Rihanna’s voice

abruptly interrupted the ambiance of the tranquil night caressing

leeward the foliage of the bushes. I gulp my steaming cup of

caffeine which almost scalded my tongue to awaken my latent

senses before I politely answer the phone call. “How was it?” I

asked. “It’s done boss.” I hired two skilled men to abduct an

individual I despise most. With my wit, of course, I prearranged

a nefarious plan for him to be desecrated before anything else

took place. “I’m coming.” Then I hang up the phone. Everything

has now been set according to my unmerciful plan. I hit the road

nice and easy. As I was about to reach my destination, a man in

black suit hurriedly approached me. I gave him the keys and

headed towards the deserted building. Dust layed over every plane

like filthy snow, spotless dust layers, dust mice the size of

bowling balls toppling athwart the floor boards toward unseen

bowls, free papers stacked up to the postbox and descended all

the way to the base of the coarse ligneous stairs. As my feet

took me nearer to my nemesis, I heard a weak voice in

excruciating pain. My eyes have witnessed an unnatural event in

my whole life. I was shaking inside that my eyes wanted to avert

the sight but I needed to exact my revenge. I walked towards him,

with movements fluid and confident, graceful and poised. I was in

stark contrast to my radiant, fair skin with trendy afro

hairstyle accentuated my fierce eyes and pearly teeth as I

flashed a dazzling smile at him. He was sitting in Judas Chair, a

torture device layered with 500 spikes with tight straps to

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restrain him. Hemoglobin was a bit drenched into his body. His

droopy eyes looked at me viciously, as if he could harm me.

“Painful, isn’t it?” I grinned at him. “Aaaaargh” he screamed at

me like a psychopath. Without him noticing, he slowly looked

down. A keen object slowly plunged into his chin. It was the

heretics fork, a device consists a metal piece with two opposed

bi- pronged forks attached to a belt or strap, one end under the

chin and the other to the sternum. “If you ever try to move

again, you’re dead!” Revenge is like the taste of cold,

refreshing water in an oasis after a long treacherous trek

through a dry, hot desert; it is sweet. The sweetness of revenge

is now gradually reaching its zenith. Using gloves, I grabbed a

handful of excreta, my own of course. It was pure black and its

smell was emetic. I vehemently feed it to him as he regurgitated.

I swiftly walked towards the lead sprinkler filled with boiling

oil. I dripped the contents into his legs which he claims to be

flawless. How pathetic! As he tried to ease the pain through an

aggravating screeching noise, I sprinkled salt into it so he

would feel worse. Not into my contentment, I grabbed his hand and

put in his finger in the thumbscrews. I slowly turned the handle

and crushed his fingers. I could see how in deep pain he was but

nevertheless I feel dissatisfied. My men then handed me the

tongue tearer. Looking like and oversized pair of scissors, it

could effortlessly cut his tongue. His mouth was forced opened by

the mouth opener, and the iron tongue tearer uncomfortably

twitched his tongue with its rough grippers. I held it firmly.

The screw was tightened and his tongue was roughly torn out.

Appalled, he stared intently at his blood with trepidation. He

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sensed his very own hands and body soaked with the oozing

vermilion as apparent as scarlet. The scarlet glided into his

hand a treacherous treasure or a nuisance. He’s now wishy-washy.

I could see him yearning to suppress his pain but he couldn’t. To

end his agony, I ordered my assistants to bring my victim into

the Brazen Bull. It is a solid piece of brass with a door on the

side that could be opened and latched. I held him inside and set

a fire underneath it until metal became literally yellow as it

was sweltered. All I could hear was a squeal in heartbreaking

pain amplified in a bellowing of a bull.

I could feel how intense the scenery was. I headed home and

straight to the shower. The foremost drop hit my skin. I could

recall into my mnemosyne every scene, it all seemed

comprehensible. The lukewarm dewdrops formed mist as I wasn’t in

motion, the bellow knocking in my head. They’re yelling the same

thing, repeatedly, how much unambiguous could it be? My dermis

was ablazed from the smooth droplets transforming into razor-

sharp lilliputian short sabre of flames. Aye, turning gloomy now.

Turning rearwards now, I could recall. It’s very patent. On wrong

swifts vengeance remains.

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