The voice was lonely. It didn’t matter how loud it boomed, how high it soared, how much passion wrapped around it like a ribbon. It was a lonely voice. A lonely, lonely voice. “So very lonely.” There were two voices now, though only one of them was screaming.
“I know it hurts,” said the quiet voice, cool and composed upon a stool. “I know because you are not the first person I have done this to.”
“NOOOOOOOO! WHYYYYYYYYY?” Said the loud voice, pulsating like a pulsar. All that passion. Such passion!
“That is the question your predecessors also asked. The old man before you hung from the same meathook from the same ceiling in the same basement. The fat woman before him. How they screamed. You would have loved it.”
There wasn’t much left for the loud voice to respond with so it elected to wail against the walls. No one will hear you. No, not true. Hm? She will hear him. Yes, but she will not save him.
“A naked man has few secrets,” the quiet man revealed. “What few there are come crawling out the flesh where strips of skin used to be.”
The loud man was in no position to disagree; that meathook on his back, the raw muscle on his chest, the blood dripping from toes dangling above a cold dark floor—all because he refused to tell the truth.
“Tell me where Dr. Sawin is,” the comfortable voice commanded. “And all of this will end. I would never lie to you."
“—NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO—”
“So be it,” Kayden sighed. Then he rose from his stool, straightened his coat, slipped his blade between bone and skin, and peeled.
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“I know it hurts,” said the quiet voice, cool and composed upon a stool. “I know because you are not the first person I have done this to.”
“NOOOOOOOO! WHYYYYYYYYY?” Said the loud voice, pulsating like a pulsar. All that passion. Such passion!
“That is the question your predecessors also asked. The old man before you hung from the same meathook from the same ceiling in the same basement. The fat woman before him. How they screamed. You would have loved it.”
There wasn’t much left for the loud voice to respond with so it elected to wail against the walls. No one will hear you. No, not true. Hm? She will hear him. Yes, but she will not save him.
“A naked man has few secrets,” the quiet man revealed. “What few there are come crawling out the flesh where strips of skin used to be.”
The loud man was in no position to disagree; that meathook on his back, the raw muscle on his chest, the blood dripping from toes dangling above a cold dark floor—all because he refused to tell the truth.
“Tell me where Dr. Sawin is,” the comfortable voice commanded. “And all of this will end. I would never lie to you."
“—NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO—”
“So be it,” Kayden sighed. Then he rose from his stool, straightened his coat, slipped his blade between bone and skin, and peeled.
@Sicadorito