The Hotel Basement

Butchers

The girl walks out of the room and the speaker screeches again. "Congratulations, you have passed the tests. Unfortunately you will still die." The lights flicker and then turn off. I'm grabbed from behind and dragged off to another room. The lights turn on and I'm restrained to a table. I look around and see flesh and bodies covered in blood hanging off hooks from the ceiling, like a butchers. The hot dog man walks in with a butcher knife. "Well, well. What have we here?" he says with a psychotic smile. 

"How many people have you killed?" I spit at him.

"That's not important, what is im-"

I cut him off. "It is important! You have killed people, stolen their lives from them, and devastated their families!" 

"Okay I think we will get you to be quiet now." he says calmly and puts a gag on my mouth. "Let's get started." He blindfolds me and I feel a searing pain on my wrist, and hear a slippery thud. I was in agony, it was like a million knives were in boiling water for an hour and then inserted in my hands, my nerves were destroyed. I screamed the gag  I then realised my hand was on the floor. Why wasn't I passing out? Then more pain came from my foot, I wanted to die then and there but I couldn't, he cut in the places that would hurt me but not kill me, he was torturing me. Then I felt nothing, no pain or anything. My nerves were gone, I couldn't feel my limbs. He removed the blindfold and blood was everywhere. My hands and feet were gone. On the floor, discarded like fat on a pig. At that moment I realised what it was like to be an animal, slaughtered and cut up for the human race and it was that very same moment when I took my last breath and had my last thought of sanity and out of everything I could do I started laughing. The hot dog man was taken aback by this and looked at me wondering what the hell I was thinking. But at that moment I hear a door being banged down and the police burst into the room and apprehend hot dog man. And I'm taken to a hospital.