Chapter 8

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POV of Ford Gleeful (Some sensitive topics)

"P-Please Master..." William yelled with a bit of fear in his voice. I sat Will down on the throne of spikes, then tied leather straps around his ankles and wrists. Blood started to pour out from all over William's body, spreading through the cracks of the wooden chair. Clear little tears slid down William's cheeks as he sat there quietly, only whimpering. I reached out to grab a small object with a sharp tip off of the table next to me. Will looked up at me with a terrified look. "P-Please...y-you don't...h-have to do t-this..." I sighed then put on a light blue mask, like the paper ones the doctors use at hospitals. I grabbed Will's chin, forcing him to keep his head still. I smiled through the mask, looking at the fear Will was going through. It was hilarious! I placed the tip of the object to the bottom of Will's lower-eyelid, then started to dig it into his skin. William cried out in pain loud enough it could probably be heard through the whole mansion. I began to move the object in a counterclockwise direction, making a circle of blood appear around his eye. Will's breathing started to get slower, but heavier. "M-Mas...t..ter...s-st..o-op..." William somehow managed to spit out. I placed the sharp object back on the table and grabbed a spoon-like instrument. I stood up and adjusted my mask slightly. "Don't worry William, the pain shall be over soon." I leaned back down in front of Will and dug it into the top part of the wound. William tried to yell for help, but it looked like he was too weak to even move. I started to carve out Will's eye once the terminal part of the spoon hit the Retina of his eye. A stream of blood rushed out of the gash around his eye as it started to come loose and fall from its socket. Will's face began to fade to a more pale color as he looked like he was on the verge of fainting. I placed my hand on Will's eye and started to tug on it slowly, trying to make a fall out of the socket. 

Once I got Will's eye out, he was covered in the red liquid and passed out. I stood up with William's eye in my hand and started to head to the exit. "I should let him heal before I steal the rest of his powers from him..." I murmured softly, then grined widely. "I should also let Mason come and see what I've done to his little 'friend'...!" 


I'm sorry that the story was worded horribly and it was cringey...I'm just REALLY tired...

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