Terror(story)

November 13, 2008 § 7 Comments

NOTE:-This is a beginning of a story.I will continue if you all like it.

He walked in.With a terrorising laugh,he turned to the man who lay near the wall.He rubbed his hands.Another victim for torture.He was going to love this,this one seemed to be the type who acted tough and then broke and put their thumbs into their mouth.He wondered which finish he would choose.(Rubbing his hands again)”Ha well that can wait,lets get started shall we” ,He said looking at the man.

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He had heard about him.He was known as Terror.The name was enough to send most guards at the institute into coma.In fact they used the name to extract information.HE knew what was going to happen.He prayed that,he would die.Death they said was the best thing that could happen to you at his hands.He thought of her.”Darling…” he cried out,as terror began with a kick-it had started.

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ha darling,lovely darling,good boy,there good boy(strokes his hair)…terror is here now,don’t worry,dear,I won’t hurt you,see” .HE kicked him again.The guy coughed.”Now that was nothing dear…ha well,coooody coooody tell me all you know and we will just take a couple of layers of skin,yummy yummy..”

“I don’t know anything..”

“oh! cut it darling,it doesn’t work with me.This is no movie,I don’t like pretence,get it,GET IT? No no,this isn’t just right is it…hmm…hmm…get this straight,tell me now and you might be in one piece or yummy yummy ,yum yum,twish,i will peel you layer by layer,like cheese..hmmm..ummm…yummy,i love cheese..”

“Ya well i know you will and yes this is no movie.Why don’t you remove these ropes,lets face it shall we”.

“HA,that is brave(kicks him),ya that hell will be too nice,but not now,he he,i would like to that,but if you get away…yum..those creatures out there,will all be my fish,raw fish,fishy fishy fish”.

HE starts beating him up.He first kicks him about 10 times and then lifts him,slaps him left and right and then throwns him on to the wall.Then holds him by the feet.

“Yummy yummy,will you talk darling? Tell me what do you know about him…”

“Y..you…(spits blood on Terrors shirt) ,i am telling you ,I am telling ya,I don’t know,get it I DON”T KNOW!.”

“Haaaa ha,you don’t know.Then how about we make you remember some manners first?Bad boy.You don’t spit on people,no wonder no wonder,DO YOU KNOW THAT HURTS? And i am going to give it back to you,lovely lovely present too,yum yum,blood bloody red blood,nothing like it.”

Terror takes out a knife,and rubs his thumb and index finger over it.

“You know,knifes hurt? It really causes pain,lots and lots of pain.” “I love pain,i love to see it hurt others….” Catches his hair and pulls him up.Being only 5’11 and weighing only 150 pounds,he knew he couldn’t resist,he kicks the floor to ease the pain.”Sttttoooop it you….”,”Filthy filthy,now you going to say bad things about little terror?Bad boy..Mummy,he is a bad boy,i am going to shave him a bit…” He rises him up higher and cuts of his hair,half pulling,very close to the scalp.As he falls down,Terror throws the hair into the guys eyes.”They say,they told me,when i was Kid,He he,ya I was a very bad boy,really really bad boy,that God poked your eyes,if you did something bad..there bad boy,now tell little terror the truth and he will leave you…”.HE places the knife between his eyes moving it over them.” TELL ME WHAT DO YOU KNOW ABOUT HIM! ” 

 

“I don don’t I DON”T KNOW ANYTHING,YOU FOOLS !”

A kick to the face,”You THINK I AM A FOOL?No no,terror is a good boy ,clever very clever,he stole and murdered the cashier when he was 8,they caught him and then beat him,but he was clever,very clever and escaped,good clever boy,very very clever,he killed little Bony boy when he refused to give terror respect,now this junk is bad,bad for health,real bad…yummy terror is going to kill,kiiilllll again”.

“I DON”T KNOW ANYTHING! THAT IS ALL I AM GOING TO SAY!NOW LEAVE YOU ASSOLE!!!WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE? TERROR? There is nothing terrifying about you”

“really…REALLY..really? hmm….hmmm….”…” Yesterday night…night,all alone in my house,In my little room,I lay I lay heh he he terror was terrified And so and so decided to see how it will be …how it would be give terror to TERROR..I took the knife like this(pulls the knife) placed it on my neck here…here,can you see,(slap) can you see? (places it about an inch from the collar bone),It felt good,yummy yummy good…I thought,he he i thought,terror thought,how lovely it would be to cut…cut his lovely little throat,just like that,just like he did it to all those nameless little worms…Poor creatures,they all shouted….BUT I decided Terror deserves better….So let us strike a DEAL…THE DEVIL ,TERROR THE DEVIL WANTS A WAGER ,ARE YOU READY ANGLE DARLING?ARE YOU READY?ARE YOU?”

“y…yes…anything,for you ,now we are taking TERROR indeed. “HE smiled revealing his well brushed white teeth.

” I don’t like your TEETH,no little terror doesn’t like it all….so,so what does he do..BAD BOY,BAD BOY,BAAAD BOOY!AWWWWW,I HATE THATTT…”,terror punches him on the pace and knocks out a few teeth.

“you look proper now,good ,you look better,you look ,you look…you loook,like ME,WHEN I was small….THEY MESSED ME UP,IT WAS BETTER OF COURSE,but I looked like this..”

“Then why don’t you get a better..”Spits blood on the floor along with a few teeth,” Look at yourself? Come on remove these ropes,REMOVE IT I SAY.”

 “GOOD WORM,now wants food,he he,shall we feed the worm terror? Shall we? What shall we give it to chew? Hmm..Hmm….HA that finger ,he has ten like terror,bad boy…bad boooy….NOW …now sstay calm,I will give you food…” moves towards his toe…

 

 

TO BE CONTINUED

 

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