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"That's right," I said, as the guys gathered a weeping, raging Carnage up and roughly searched him for weapons. "Daddy wants a video."
5
CAIN
Watching Aurora work was magical.
The Demon had asked her to flay Carnage alive. She handed me the video camera. We didn't want any trace of this on our own phones. "I know you've got steady hands."
She meant, she knew I was the biggest psycho in this crowd and the one who wouldn't flinch when skin was peeled away.
"Tell me about Carnage," I suggested as she moved toward his bound body, which was on his own table now. We'd found his play room in the basement. There were rows of videotapes from his own victims. I’d popped one into the VCR and caught a minute of a woman screaming desperately while he inserted a drill into her ear.
Which made the way he was blubbering now feel quite satisfying.
"God, I hate having to cut his clothes off." Aurora wrinkled her nose as she began. To him, she said, "You could have killed a few less people and spent a little more time at the gym. More Weight Watchers, less human flesh?"
"Aurora, I can help you with your father," he babbled.
"You are," she promised with a smile.
"You killed her..."
"Yes." She finished sawing through his shirt and paused, the tip of the enormous hunting knife she held lightly resting on her chiseled cheekbone. "Who was she, anyway?"
He started to babble a story, doing anything he could to prevent the torture from beginning. This guy had probably thought he was quite the badass when he was hurting other people.
"She was supposed to be one of my victims."
"That explains the missing hand," Aurora said. "She would have been able to swing that axe a lot better if you'd left her with two hands. Then you might not be here, hmm? I might be the one on the table."
Aurora made sympathetic noises in response to his wailing, then went on,"But you two overcame that little misunderstanding where you ate part of her and you found true love?"
"She wasn't the only one I had down here then," he panted. "She...promised to help me."
"Dark," Aurora said. "Doesn't make me feel worse about peeling you like an overripe banana." She glanced up at me. "Does anyone ever remember to make banana bread?"
He made a desperate sobbing sound. I thought the way she was random was cute. Others apparently found it even more terrifying.
"Aurora...come on," he pleaded. "We were good friends when you were a kid."
"You've hated me since I tried to protect that family from you at the farmhouse," she said.
He looked lost for a second. "I was mad at you then, yes. But you were just a kid. They must have attacked you and you went a little crazy. It wasn't your—"
He let out a scream as she slid the tip of the blade under his skin and began to slice it away.
"What was he saying?" I asked Aurora.
"Some made up story," she said with a shrug, which made her knife slip a little; the point rose up through his skin. He let out a shrill, piercing scream that almost went out of the register for human hearing. "I tried to save this family when Carnage and the Demon took me with them when they were hunting. They were furious."
"You were just supposed to go in and open the door for us," he managed, looking as if he were about to lose consciousness.
"Get the shot ready in case he passes out, okay?" Aurora asked. "The Demon wanted him awake for it all."
"You don't have to do this," he begged.
"I do," Aurora said. "And the truth is, I don't really feel bad about it."
