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Rusty gets up and walks over to Johnny. “Circle, boys,” he calls out.
The chosen Reapers quickly create a circle around the poor guy I’ve condemned to be stabbed to death. Each of them hold a pocketknife in their hand.
“Any last words, Johnny?” Rusty asks.
Johnny makes garbled noises behind the mask.
“Oh, that’s right,” Noose sniggers, slapping one of his brothers on the back. “Cat got your tongue.”
They laugh boisterously.
“That I did,” the guy Noose slapped grins.
“Cat! Noose!” Rusty barks. “Focus.”
I don’t know why my mind chooses to dwell on the unconventional road name. But, Cat? There has to be a story behind that.
Out of the corner of my eye, I notice my dad and Irina sitting down next to me. I deliberately don’t look in their direction as they take the seat one of the Reapers abandoned.Not Rusty’s, the guy who’s been sitting on my other side. I bet it’s because they want a better view.
Rusty is the first to stab Johnny, and predictably, it’s not fatal. Rusty sinks his knife into the hand closest to him, causing Johnny to stagger and howl in pain.
Noose stabs his left shoulder.
Cat picks his calf.
Once everyone has stabbed the poor guy at least once, Rusty cuts off one of his ears. They continue to mutilate and torture him, all while praising each other and trading ideas.
I feel lightheaded as I watch them, yet I can’t look away from the horrific display. My eyes are glued to them as they dance around the man who’s now fallen to his knees, unable to get back up.
“Let’s do the next one together,” Rusty says.
Each Reaper lifts their hand, and as one, they bring them down simultaneously. This time the wounds are more severe. Blood oozes from the many stab wounds, covering the dirty floor in a blanket of blood.
I gag and retch, trying my best not to throw up what little food I have in me. But I’m not sure I can remain that strong.
“Why’s your daughter so weak? Isn’t it embarrassing?” Irina asks, looking between me and dad.
I hate that I still hold a small amount of hope that he’ll help me. Maybe if I could get him alone, I could find out what they have on him. Because… there has to be something.
“She’s not my concern,” he says, sounding like he really means it.
“Still,” Irina presses on. “If that was my daughter, I would disown her if she was that weak.”
I make the mistake of turning my attention back to the… slaughter just as the blond Reaper from earlier jams his pocketknife into Johnny’s left eye.
My own eyes throb with phantom pain, and I scream. I didn’t mean to, but the sight… oh God. No. I can’t take this. Just as I think that, my stomach revolts and I only manage to turn my head to the side before I throw up.
“You fucking bitch,” Irina screeches. “Youdisgusting—”
“Irina,” dad interjects. “Let me look at you.”
“No, Brian.” Her tone is shrill. “Your daughter fucking threw up on me. I’ll show her some manners.”
Before I can react, she pushes me off the chair and forces my face down in the pool of my own vomit. Even though I claw at her hand, she doesn’t let go.
“How do you like it?” she laughs like a fucking maniac. “I should make you lick it all up.”
A door slams against the wall, then hurried footsteps sound like they’re coming closer. The next thing I know, the pressure on the back of my head disappears.
