Solomon Stone: Beyond

Chapter 5

Meanwhile, under the basement of an old church, was a man wielding a machete on his right hand drenched in blood; rusty scalpel on his left hand, and his face hidden in a clown mask.

"Lalalalala!" masked man singing, "Do you know why you're here?" The masked man asked in a very bone chilling and terrifying voice. He raised his machete up and pointed it on the left chest of the man tied on a chair in front of him.

The tied man on the chair cannot answer because his mouth were taped; instead, he turned his head from left to right repeatedly indicating he has no idea of what is happening.

"Well... Me neither! Hihihihi! Hahahahahahaha!" The masked man answered, laughing on a very high pitch. The laugh was too demonic and terrifying, the tied man on the chair peed on his pants.

"Why did you do that? Why did you pee on my floor? Don't you know that... Thi-this is, a sacred place?!" The masked man asked very angry. "Because of that, you're going to get punished!" The masked man said, threatening the man tied on the chair.

The masked man held one of the fingers of the tied man's left hand, and then pulled the finger nail with a plier. The man that was tied on the chair was shaking in pain, groaning like it will be his last day on earth. "I love how you groan... The pain in your eyes made me happy!" The masked man said cheerfully.

The tears of the man tied on the chair started to flow in his face. The masked man noticed it and wiped it up with an old rug tainted with blood. "Oh! Did I scare you? Don't cry mister, I am going to end your pain soon... Or, maybe not! A little slow I think! Hahahahahaha! Hihihihihi!" The masked man said, diabolically.

The physical pain is nothing compared to the psychological torture that the clown masked man was doing to him.

"Oh! Before I forgot, I would like to properly introduce myself to you first. Sorry, I haven't told you my name yet. That was so disrespectful of me. A dying man should know the name of the person who will kill him." The masked man said.

The clown masked man stood up in front of him and introduced himself properly to his victim. "My name is Clowny Jones! Hihihi! Where did I come from? I do not know! How old am I? I do not know either. Why am I doing this? Well... That's also a question to myself that I want to find out the answer. All I know is that... I enjoy seeing people suffer!"

After the proper introduction, the masked man put his right hand to his pocket and pulled something out of it. It was some sort of a paper, but a little bit thicker than the usual.

He walked closely to the tied man and removed the tape off from his mouth. "What is your name?" Clowny Jones asked.

The tied man on the chair did not answer, instead, he spit on to the face of Clowny Jones. "Oooh! Such bravery!" Clowny Jones said, irritated.

"Do you know what's on my hand right now old man?" Clowny Jones asked. He showed the man that was tied on the floor, a picture of a young college girl. "Do you recognize her?"

"No! no! no! Please! Not my daughter!" The old man replied crying and asking for mercy.

"Hmmm... Then tell me what your name is?" Clowny Jones said.

"M-my name i-is... Mi-mi-miller!" He replied, sobbing.

"Good boy! See? If you will just cooperate, we will all be happy!" Clowny Jones said. The terrifying maniac walked backwards a little, and went to a dark spot of the room.

Miller heard Clowny Jones dragging a heavy chair. Too heavy it seems that someone was in there while being dragged. Miller was shocked of what he saw and started crying.

In front of miller, is a blonde beautiful girl tied on a chair naked, and her mouth taped. The girl that was tied on the chair is Miller's daughter Tatyana. "Clowny Jones sir, please... I am begging you... Let my daughter go, and I will do anything you want me to do!" He paused for a second and breathes deep "We won't also tell this to everyone." Miller said begging for mercy.

Clowny Jones removed the tape on the mouth of Tatyana. "I wanna hear her scream! Girls high pitch scream, arouses me!" Clowny Jones said, enjoying the moment.

"Please don't! I promise to do everything!" Miller said begging for mercy.

"Since you offered that... I want you to do something for me! After your tiny mission for me, I will free your daughter. But of course, I don't trust you fully so I need to do this!" Clowny Jones said. He sat in front of Miller's daughter Tatyana. "This will hurt a little! Hihihi" laughing diabolically "Oooh... Thi-this is going to be fun! Hahahahahahahaha!

Clowny Jones inserted a remote controlled cherry bomb to Tatyana's chest by cutting a small hole in it; then he sutured the wound back to seal the bomb. Tatyana screamed so loud and in high pitch, it mimicked a chalkboard being scratched simultaneously by a cat, then she passed out.

"Damn it!" Miller said, angry and crying.

"Oh! You're mad? Should I blow her right now?" Clowny Jones said, threatening Miller while holding the remote detonator.

"No... No... Please!" Miller replied.

"Very good! I will tell you the plans later, but let me first tell you this. Listen to me closely ok?" Clowny Jones said. He stood up and dragged Tatyana away in front of Miller. He put Tatyana on the dark corner of the room, and walked back in front of miller again, and then gave him the conditions. "If you fail me, you will die and she will explode to death! You ask for the police's help, she will explode to death and you will also die." Clowny Jones said, calmly. He moved closer to Miller and sat only few inches in front of him. "But if you succeeded... I will let her live, and I will free her, unharmed..." Clowny Jones whispered.

"Yes! Yes... yes... I will do anything! Promise, I won't tell the police." Miller replied.

"I won't believe you, not until you finished the mission!" Clowny Jones said. He stood up and walk at millers back. He cut the zipped tie that was tied to Miller's hands and freed him up. "By the way, she is such a sweetie." Clowny Jones added.

Clowny Jones walked towards the door of the room and opened it up "Old man! Come with me!" He commanded.