"You bring any of those anywhere near us, I will kill you." I said. Lining the trolley, there were needles, scalpels, kitchen knives, batteries, petrol cans, cloths, rope, chains and whips.
"You know, Warren, i dont think you will kill me. You always did have a soft spot for me. Im honestly surprised you havent recognised me yet."
"I know what you are. I know who you are."
"You killed a lot of my people." She replied, answering my question that hadnt even graced my lips. "Yes, Ive been leading them for a while now, a full six years. While you were off on your honeymoon with you perfect little princess, and I was sat here, having to cope with gunfire. You never invited me on this trip to Galway. And now, youre going to pay." She took a knife from the trolley.
"You see this Warren? This is a knife. A pretty big one too."
"Im not dumb." I said. I felt a slap on my face, and heard someone pull some duct tape. The next thing i felt was my mouth being sealed shut.
"Don't get smart asshole. Otherwise, we will see how much blood Kayleigh has to give us."
She took the knife, and cut through my sleeve. I felt the sharp blade drag through my skin, and my warm blood trickle down my arm as i squirmed in pain. The woman had a sick, evil smile on her face. As she took the knife and headed over to Kayleigh. I screamed, but only muffled sound came out.
"This is your boyfriends blood." She smiled, as she wiped the blade on Kayleigh's face. She walked back over to me, and took a needle. "In this syringe, there is dilute hydrochloric acid. If i inject you with it, it will be pumped around your veins, causing extreme itching and pain. Eventually you will die, so I will leave that for last. She took a scalpel and undid my other hand. She carved two letters.
JT. The pain was immense and my blood trickled down my hand. She put the bloodied scalpel back on the trolley and kicked my chair backwards. She sat on my stomach and grabbed a tattoo gun.
"But i guess that Kayleigh will want this." She took the gun and began tattooing on my shoulder, which she had torn my shirt away from. She tattooed a K then a W. I hated needles, and this woman clearly knew that. I felt the burn as the tattoo needle pierced my skin over and over again. She stood up, and picked up the petrol and cloth. She threw the cloth over my face and began to pour petrol onto it. It was horrifying. I saw my life flash before my eyes, as i felt as if i was drowing. She continued to pour as i gasped for air. I felt the warm liquid pour over my face. When she stopped, she lifted my chair up and attached the jumper cables onto the battery. She sparked it in ky face and then touched my hands with it. The surge of electricity broke my body and caused me to violently shake. She sparked it again to scare me before throwing it down. She picked up the needle and a pistol.
"Hmm, quick but painless, or long and excruciating." I heard a gun shot and a thud.
"Quick, and very painful for you." Said a female voice from in the doorway.
"No way!" Said kayleigh.
I felt my gag ripped off, hut my vision was still blurry. Slowly, a short girl came into focus.
"Lorien?" I asked...
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