AHHHH!!!!
Screaming was all that could be heard. It echoed throughout the metal walls.
It pierced my head... my heart. Sometimes there is silence. I hate silence, it means he's planning. Or.. he's dead.
Most people like silence. But to me.. silence is deafening.I was stuck thinking about what demented form of torture he could be enduring this time, when Earl barged into the room. I guess I was about to find out. I wanted to fight but I knew that made it worse. Made it worse for him. Made him mad. He scares me.
Earl pulls me along the hall of the rusted submarine. All I can smell is death. I try to look into each one of the little rooms. Everyone here has their own room. It's cold and lonely.
The screams grow louder as we approached the torture room. I hate that name but that's the name he gave it. I could hear the sounds of chains rattling and crashing. I could hear the sounds of a prisoner... a victim.
Earl forced me into the room and slammed the door behind him. This room is full of every nightmare you could imagine. This room is my hell... the cause of my PTSD.
"Ah shes finally awake I see" he moved hair from out my face and smiled. "Good girl for not fighting. You're learning. Soon you will be like me"
"I WILL NEVER BE LIKE YOU!" I yelled and spat at him. Earl hold me tighter with my arms behind my back.
"Chain her to the wall" He watched looking amused.
Earl chained my arms and wrists to the wall. I fought but it was hopeless. Fighting never works. I can never win against a big muscled guy like earl.
"You may leave now" he ordered Earl. He has everyone under control in this place. Hypnotized. "Now where was I?... ahh yes.." He looked at me "Did you ever learn about the Aztecs?"
I struggled against the chains around my wrists. "Answer me!!" "No..." I said quietly back. "I can't hear you" he got closer. "Did you ever learn about the Aztecs??" He ran his finger around my heart.
"No."
"Well I should teach you. Well actually I will teach you because you definitely won't be forgetting this lesson any time soon" he walked back to the man chained down on the table."Let me go!!!"
"you can shout all you want. No one will save you. I would gag you but you know I hate them things" looks at me. "Don't I?"
I nodded.
"And why don't I like them?"
I looked down at the bloodstained floor. "Look at me and answer my question" he demanded. I slowly looked at him "be-because you l-like the screaming" he smiles "Good Girl. I'm teaching you well. The Aztecs were a psychopathic tribe. They loved sacrificing people to the gods. I love sacrificing people for my own entertainment. But you know that already. They enjoyed ripping their hearts out" he looks me in the eyes "right out from their chests" he spoke sharply.
I started screaming trying to get out of the shackles. "Don't hurt him!!" "If I don't hurt him you will and I know how much you love that... mini me." Mini me was his pet name for me and I absolutely detested it.Eli put a heart rate monitor on the mans finger. "I beg you don't do this! Please! I have a family!" "You know begging only makes me want to do this more. And your family can watch if you want them too" he smiled kindly "they are welcome too. Shall I call them in"
The man shook his head no. "Oh that's a shame. That would have been fun" Eli cut the mans shirt down the middle. "Is she still watching?" The man looked at me. We made eye contact. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry" I cried. Eli walked over to me "I should start collecting these tears. Each one of very precious to me" he wiped my cheeks with his hands. "Now you are going to watch and learn. If you don't then you will be doing this yourself. Understand?" I nodded in his hands. "Good" he walked back to the man at the table. "The Heart is located here" he grabbed a scalpel and cut a circle around where the heart is. The man screamed. "The beeping you hear is the sound of his heart. But you know that cuz I taught you that already" Eli put a glove on with long claws. "I could do this with a knife but it's much more fun this way". He slammed his hand into the mans chest.
"AAHHH!!" The man kept screaming, each one was ear splitting and piercing my heart.
"GEOFF!!!!"
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The Submarine
Mystery / ThrillerAHHHH!!!! Screaming was all that could be heard. It echoed throughout the metal walls. It pierced my head... my heart