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Tears begin to trickle down his pathetic face, and I cut the binds of his hands, and he tries to stand, only to fall flat on his face.
"I wouldn't try to run if I were you. I ruptured your tendon, and it hurts like hell, but that is nothing compared to what I have in store for you," I say sharply.
I lean down and begin to swipe the knife, hearing it touch flesh. He screams in agony as I slash his skin.
"Please," he says with a sob, crawling on the floor like a snail.
I can't stand weak, pathetic humans. "Did she say please when you raped her? When you made her suck your pathetic cock?
"W-what?"
"Jesse Sharpe. You know her?"
"She's just a girl, man. She's a trailer-trash nobody. She liked me in high school. She had a crush on me, and I asked her to the party. It was just a little fun."
"Wrong answer."
I pull off the mask and smile at his bewildered face when he sees me. "No!"
"I'm afraid so. I'm afraid you have fucked with what is mine, and it is only fair I take what's yours, along with your worth as a man, which is small and insignificant."
I pull at his pants and cut off his pathetic flaccid cock and toss it across the room, letting it hit the window with a thud."
The strobe light flashes make the blood look trippy as hell while it oozes out. His screams are like a symphony to my ears. "Ahhhh! Ahhhhh!" I mimic his cries.
Such a waste of space.
I sit on the chair and watch him look at his missing dick as he swipes to see if it will magically grow back. His eyes widen, watching himself bleed out.
His chest is rising and falling, getting labored.
"You cut off my dick! You cut off my dick," he repeats with a sob.
"You stuck it in the wrong hole. They didn't like what you did. You can't blackmail Prey to fuck you, I'm afraid. It goes against the rules. They choose. You had balls walking in here and thinking we were stupid enough, and they wouldn't find out."
"You're insane."
"I've been called worse, and now you have pissed me off."
I aim the tip of my knife at his eye and feel a slight resistance as it enters his eyeball. He begins to convulse, and I pull it out, the blood splatting across the room. I stand and watch as the life leaves his other eye.
After donning my mask, I leave the room and hand Valen the large knife.
"Clean it up and send his cock in a jar to his parents."
"Jesus," he whispers.
* * *
After a long hot shower in the men’s dorm, removing the evidence of what I have done, I go to the back side of the building to see my little Sparrow. Taking my time to look presentable. I scrub all the blood from my hands and hair.
It is time I take her out of that lonely room. She sleeps alone night after night when she is not with him. I want to sink into her body and feel her come apart for me.
I let myself inside her dark room with the skeleton key, softly closing the door. Her back is facing me, and I can’t help but admire the curve of her waist. Her curly hair is full of waves, ending in a mass of curls.
I stride softly and slide my gloved finger over her exposed skin, watching bumps rise on her flesh from the light coming in from the window. I pull my hand back when I see her flip over on her side.
Her eyelashes kiss her cheeks, and the leaves from the tree branches cause shadows to dance on parts of her face. She looks like an angel, and I am about to free her soul from the demon that haunts her, keeping her mind in a cage on the edge of hopelessness. I can’t erase the past, but I want to create memories with her to erase the ones that plague her in the dark. I want to be the one she turns to when she is afraid. The one she trusts.
