Benjamin sat in the break room trying to get hold of Shana but her phone was constantly going over to voicemail. "I swear she's angry with me."
Just then one of the nurses entered the break room. "Dr. Franklin, there's a call for you from Louisiana."
"Oh thank God!" Benjamin stood up and rushed up to the phone at reception. "Shana..."
"Is this Dr. Franklin?"
"Speaking."
"Dr. Franklin I'm the owner of the Cajun Pub and Grill in Covington. It's about your girlfriend and a friend of hers who is stranded in Madisonville."
"Are they okay?"
"I don't know..." Benjamin immediately dropped the call. "Alison, tell everyone to put all my surgeries on hold or transfer them to someone else. Tell Dr. Slater I'm out of town for a few days. I need to go to Madisonville. Shana's in trouble."
"Will do so Dr. Franklin."
*****
Back in Madisonville at the garage, Shana stood in front of Marcus who was tied up to the upright this Time dressed in scrubs. "Wanna play doctor doctor?"
"Geez, why did you tie me up?"
"I should ask you that same question. Why did you tie me up? You know what? I really do have a thing for doctors. And surgeries? They fascinate me. Why do you think my boyfriend is a doctor? Pity I don't have a scalpel. Garden shears? Would that work?"
"Don't..."
"What did you do when I begged you to stop?"
"I'm sorry. I'm really sorry."
"You're sorry?" Shana cackled as she walked up to him and pulled his pants down. "Tell that to Karma." He wailed in agony as she used the garden shears on him and left.
She walked into another room with a bathtub where Jaime was tied up, seated in the tub, and went to sit on the edge. "Well hello there pretty boy."
"Shana, please untie me. I'm sorry."
"Yeah, so am I."
"What did you do with Marcus?"
"Snip, snip. I castrated the son of a bitch."
Please don't snip off my dick," Jaime started whimpering with panic.
"Oh no, I have other plans for you pretty boy." She brushed her fingers across his cheek and gleamed. "Such a beautiful face. So angelic. That's why I decided I will spare you your face. It would be a pity to see it getting eaten away by acid don't you think? But a bath would be nice."
"No...Shana...please don't. Please I beg of you. Don't!"
She had a small cup and slowly poured some of the contents over his groin and his junk. He started howling as it started burning him. "Oh my gosh! Make it stop! Why are you doing this to me? Why are you doing this?"
"You know that day you and Marcus and Bradley raped me while you repeatedly held my head under the water? What you are feeling now is nothing compared to what I felt that day. "But this...this is more like it."
He watched in horror as she overturned the buckets filled with acid over into the tub and screamed in agony as it burned his skin and flesh.
She stood there until he went limp and passed out before she headed to the back room where she had Bradley tied up to a steel table with electric wires tied to his junk. "You're fucking crazy. Do you want to fry me or what? I used a cattle prod. That's serious voltage."
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REVENGE
HorrorWhen an aspiring actress from L.A. gets what she thinks is the role of a lifetime, her dream quickly gets turned into a nightmare.