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After we reached the abandoned warehouse, I grabbed Principal Vaughn by his thinning, graying hair and dragged him into the building. He had woken up sometime on the ride over here with his mouth duct-taped shut and his appendages tied behind his back.
João flicked on the lights and propped the door open for us. I threw Vaughn into the room and sat him in a metal chair. Landon grabbed a knife from our bag of weapons and slid it across the T-shirt Vaughn had on.
Once he was stripped naked, I set up a camera in front of him and pulled on a black ski mask with the others, so our entire bodies were covered in clothing and so nobody would even be able to figure out who killed the man videoing underage girls and boys at Redwood.
“Vaughn likes to play with his students,” João said, tossing me my gun from the bag and grabbing a full water bottle from the fridge we had here. He walked over to Vaughn and pulled back his head by his hair. “Why don’t we have a bit of fun with him?”
Vaughn screamed through the duct tape, furiously shaking his head.
João ripped the tape off his mouth and stuck the barrel of his gun between his lips. Vaughn’s eyes widened, his body trembling and tears streaming down his face. He continued to shake his head, mumbling something on the gun.
“Shut the fuck up and sit still,” João said, holding the bottle up to his face, pressing his gun even farther into his mouth until it hit the back of his throat. “If this falls, we fuck you up. You understand me, bitch?”
After Vaughn nodded, João placed the water bottle on his head as a target and slowly pulled the gun out of his mouth.
João walked back over to us and nodded. “Go ahead. Show that fucker what it feels like to be treated like trash.”
When I aimed the gun at the water bottle, Vaughn shook with so much fear that it fell off his head and onto the ground beside him. Knowing that he had done something wrong, he widened his eyes, and he shook his head and started apologizing profusely.
João stormed up to him and shoved the gun into his waistband, then pulled out a knife from his pocket. João cut his right ear off, not giving a fuck about the blood spurting everywhere, and placed the bottle back on his head.
“Next time you fucking drop that shit, it’s your other ear.”
Vaughn pissed himself, covering himself in pee and blood and tears. After João walked back behind the camera, I aimed the gun again and pulled the trigger, shooting a hole straight through the bottle. It broke, and all the water dumped over his head, covering him.
Landon handed João a couple trophies. “Found these at his house. They gotta mean something to him. Why don’t we do these next?”
João put a trophy on his head and shot it off, breaking it right in half. Vaughn screamed every time we shot another trophy, another bottle, anything off his stupid fucking head, like he thought he deserved better.
After we exhausted all the trophies and bottles from the fridge, Landon walked over to the bag of weapons and grabbed a knife. “We’re going to chop your fucking head off,” Landon said.
Vaughn wailed, snot dripping from his nose and down onto his lips, tears flowing from his eyes. He shook his head from side to side, letting out ugly fucking cries, like so many girls would do when they found out what he had done to them. “Please, no! I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”
“Turn on the video,” Landon said.
I held my phone up to Vaughn’s face and turned on one of the many videos he had on his computer of the girls’ and boys’ locker rooms. Vaughn slowly stopped wailing and sniffled, watching the videos like he was addicted.
And as we expected …
“That fucker’s hard,” João said, shaking his head. He turned toward our recording camera and pointed to Vaughn. “Redwood Academy, your principal is fucking hard to the hundreds of recordings of Redwood students naked in the locker rooms. Is this who you think is fit to lead your school? Is this who we’re giving thousands of dollars to every year? Is this someone you think deserves to live?”
Landon walked over to Vaughn and sliced the knife right across the head of Vaughn’s hard dick. Blood spurted everywhere. Vaughn’s sad and severed dick dropped to the ground as he screamed out in pain.
Instead of ending it there, Landon picked the fucking thing up and stuffed it into his mouth. “You can thank Imani Abara for that, asshole,” Landon whispered so it couldn’t be heard over the camera we had recording. He looked over his shoulder at me and nodded to the duct tape. “Hand me the tape. I want this fucker to eat his own dick.”
After tossing him the duct tape, Landon forced his mouth closed. With his mouth stuffed full, Vaughn stared up at us with tears in his eyes. His cheeks were flushed, and if he didn’t swallow his dick soon, then he’d kill himself with it.
A moment passed, and Vaughn swallowed, a bulge traveling down his throat.
“That’s not the only punishment that the Redwood will receive for their sins,” João continued at the camera. “Over the course of the next few months, all the lies, all the secrets, all the scandals that have run this town will be exposed. Nobody is safe from the truth.” João put his hand over the camera and placed his mouth right next to the microphone. “Welcome to the end, Redwood.”
Once I turned off the camera, João pulled off his ski mask and threw it down, then rolled up his sleeves. After slamming his fist straight into the side of his face over and over, João spit at Vaughn.
“Cut off his fucking head,” João said, glancing in the bag of weapons. “And make it fucking brutal.” After a couple moments, he threw the bag to the ground. “Don’t use any of this shit. We have a chain saw in the back room.”
He disappeared into the back room for a couple moments, then reappeared with a saw and handed it to me. I grabbed it from him, walked behind Vaughn, and hit the power button. I had never killed someone this way, but the Redwood rich deserved it.
We weren’t fucking around anymore. This proved that Poison meant business, that we would burn this town to the fucking ground. With a final cut, the last few arteries and skin snapped apart, and Vaughn’s head fell to the ground at our feet.
