Heart Carver

Torment

Jin grabbed hold of her wrists. She had no idea what he would do next.

He bore his eyes into hers and Lisa felt so afraid she didn't know she was even capable of such fear. Yet it was there, building up in her chest. Her tears were constantly trickling down her eyes, falling thick and hard.

Jin dragged her down the flight of stairs into a cold, cemented room.

She noticed that the others were there too. All except Taehyung. The dog barked excitedly and wagged his tail as it saw Yoongi burn a person alive.

The room was so bloody, it was almost blinding. Lisa felt a sickly flavour in her mouth and had the sudden urge to throw up. She hated blood.

Hoseok was in the corner, laughing like a maniac.

A girl about her age was placed in a glass coffin and was completely tied up. She looked beaten and broken. Her face was so scarred that she looked like a dead body which was eaten by insects.

Hoseok took out a rat from a box. By the looks of it, it seemed that it hadn't eaten in days. He placed it in a wooden box which only had one opening. The rest was tightly sealed.

Lisa wanted to look away but Jin held her face towards the scene. Tears welled up in her eyes. Hoseok placed the cage on the girl's body and burnt it, the opening of the cage on her body. As the cage burnt, screams echoed through the room. The rat made its way out by chewing the girl's flesh and coming out the other end. She was dead.

Lisa screamed and fell on her knees. That was the most horrible sight she had ever seen. Hoseok put the rat back in the box.

In one corner of the room was a pile of hearts, they were slit in half and had words carved upon them.

"Welcome Heart Carver," Yoongi smirked and nodded towards Jin.

Lisa found it hard to breathe. The smell of blood was sickening and she felt like throwing up in her mouth.

Jin threw her on the floor. Everyone had their eyes pinned on them. They looked at them hungrily, waiting for the torture to begin.

"Yoongi Hyung she's so scared," said Jungkook.

So that's Yoongi, Lisa thought.

"Jungkook calm down," Yoongi smirked.

And the kid who had been laughing at me is Jungkook, she thought.

"My knife Hoseok," Jin said in a deep voice.

The boy with bright orange hair passed him one.

Lisa now knew four of these killers' names.

Jin gave her a sinister smile and sat on one knee.

Lisa gulped.

He edged closer and began to pierce the blade deep into her skin. She screamed like she had never done before. The sound of her own screams was deafening.

Jin kept on cutting her at various parts on her body.

The feeling of her warm blood against his fingers felt good. It was satisfying.

He looked at her.

She looked so weak and scared.

Her baby blue eyes so blurred with tears he couldn't clearly see her orbs.

She was shaking with fear and pain.

He thought of a similar scene. Where someone helpless lay alone and terrified, beaten and broken, curled up in a corner.

This made him rage with anger and he began to cut her again.

Bitter laughs were muffled by her screams as the six murderers in the room enjoyed her being in pain.

All around her, their were bodies, killed in the most gruesome ways the killers had thought of.

A man lay in a corner. He had no skin. Lisa gasped. His skin lay by his side. Lisa screamed again.

A dead body sat on an iron chair, whose arms had been hammered in the chair by iron nails. The chair was switched into a switchboard and she knew they had used electricity on him.

Death was far more welcoming than torture. She had a feeling that when they saw death, they would have seen her as a friend and a savour and gratefully went into its welcoming arms.

Death was better than torment.