Man in Black Clothes

Novel

It was in the middle of the night on a Friday, Emma was sleeping in in her room dreaming about the fun she would have at the amusement park the following day. Sleeping deeply, she didn't notice as her window was slowly opened from the outside, with her parents still out of house, there was no one there to notice as the black clothed large man entered the window, slowly proceeding to walk towards the little girls bed. As he got close enough, he carefully taped her arms to the bed with duct tape, and then jumped on top of her legs.

Emma woke up from the movement in shock, seeing someone with a mask sitting on top of her, she screamed loudly as she tried to move but failed. Her scream turned more and more into a plea for him to get off of her, and eventually into asking who he was. The man moved his face closer to hers, removed his mask, and told her this was her unlucky day. He grabbed his bag from the ground and placed it on her belly, and took out both sharp and hard tools. Emma's face was filled with even more fear than before, while she asked him what he intended to use the tools for. The man smiled at her and laughed a little, "you're about to find out", he said, as he put back the bag on the ground.

In his hand was what looked like a small surgical knife, he put it against her left forearm, and started dragging it from the upper forearm to the end right before her hand. Blood slowly zippered out of her as she screamed louder than she ever had before, the man looked disappointed, switched to a bigger knife and placed it on the lower part of her belly. Emma, barely having time to stop screaming, told him to stop and go away, not surprising to her the man slowly stuck his knife vertically into her belly. She felt more pain that she ever had felt in her entire life, but that man was not disturbed, he continued to push it further down as far as he found it safe without killing her, he then turned it around inside her causing a hole on the top of her belly leading down.

He put the knife away and stuck a finger down the hole, twisting it around to get it bloody and messy, he took it out and had a taste which he found rather tasteful. He looked at her terrified face and without hesitation he put it in her mouth so she could have a taste of her inner self. Emma displayed a face of disgust as she welcomed the finger by biting it as hard as she could, and spitting in his face as he took it out. The man, however, didn’t seem to be bothered by the saliva now slowly running down his face, instead he saw it as a chance for her to taste her own medicine.

Looking through his bag once again, he retrieved a large container of highly pressurized water, and with the flip of a switch he made sure the water reached boiling hot temperature. As it got sufficiently hot he jammed it into her mouth, pushing it deep into inside so it was side to side with her throat, and turned it on. The painfully hot water was spraying down her throat causing her entire insides to become unnaturally hot and causing major damage, all while she was completely conscious and felt the extreme pain go through her body. As the water ran out a few seconds later she had lost her ability to speak or scream any longer, and she laid down seemingly defeated, not trying to make him stop any more.

The man wasn’t happy about it, he wanted her to resist, he wanted her to scream in pain by his actions, and he was determined to make her do it again. He grabbed the hammer he had previously taken out of then bag, and hit her. He hit her on her chest, her hands, and her crotch, but to no avail. She lied completely still and in shock, reacting to nothing. The man realized there was nothing he could do, he had pushed her beyond the limit of what she could handle, and so he began packing up his tools into his bag. As he went up from the bed he put his face closer to hers, and whispered “I’ll be back when you’re ready to go again”, and proceeded to leave through the window.
Emma, now laying on the bed going through what happened to her over and over, knew that it would happen again. She looked down at her broken body, and knew she couldn’t handle it happening again. She went out though the window and climbed up the roof until the reached the top. Well there she went to the side facing the backyard and looked down at the ground, seeing the pointy lower part of a lamppost her father was about to install. With the last of her powers she jumped off the roof hitting the pointy lamp stall, making it go through her stomach and out of her back, killing her instantly.

FIN.