All I could do was scream. The pain was horrible. Unbearable. I couldn't stand it! I hang by chains. Ripped open. Torn apart. My skin lies on the ground. My blood flows everywhere. On the ground, all I see is blood.
Then I was clean. No pain. Well, there was a slight one. My body was back together. I wasn't bleeding. I felt better.
Then the demon was back. He had the same tools. The same smile. The same look. But happier and more devilish...
He places the tools on the table next to him. He comes up to me. He sticks his finger on my chest. I screamed. The last time, he didn't touch me. His finger felt like an oven. Burning my skin. He laughed a devilish laugh and smiles a creepy one. He takes his hand off and begins to walk away. He comes back with a steel rod, red at the top. He sticks it into the ground and comes back with more. He puts them all under me...
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A Day in Hell
RandomFire. Flames. Heat. Screams... It's all I heard. I was in pain. I've never felt so much pain before. The last thing I remember was lying in my bed with my dads revolver pressed to my head. I thought I knew pain. I was wrong. The pain here was unexpl...
