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"Its ok. They don't feel the pain. Now, do it."
His face twisted into an expression I've never seen before. His eyes gleamed with a sick desire and determination and his usual attractive, sly, smile morphed into a grin that sent shivers prick down my spine, like ice-cold spikes. I hesitantly glanced at the bruised, expressionless boy at his knees. Bowing down like a dog.
"He is a dog. Nothing more but a mutt."
A dog. A filthy mutt. Putting my trust in the hands of my superiors, I brung my leg forward with great force. The crack his skull produced as it came in contact with the hard metal boot will always haunt my mind.