He went on whipping her on her back, her screams of agony were heard, Jonah was enjoying the pain he was inflicting.
Her back was black and blue with bruises, blood was oozing out of them. He licked his lips with a satisfied smirk and his eyes dark with a fulfilled desire.
He proceeded to take a saw and cutting her hand clean, blood poured out like a waterfall from the wound. The pain was too much for Lisa, too hard to handle. She found herself choking on her saliva with the crying she was doing.
Tears running down her puffed cheeks, mucus running out of her nose, her eyes rolling back with black circles visible. She was losing consciousness and Johan couldn't allow that.
He took out an electric gun powering it on and the fire blazed out, he cackled out a horrendous laugh. He started burning the wound like he was branding a cattle, the fire sizzled with joy Lisa screamed again with agony, begging the man to have mercy.
Jonah was reeling in her agony, he was having a blast and her pleas made him so happy. He was like a child on Christmas morning. He increased the heat on the gun and the smell of burning flesh filled the room.
"Do you smell that little girl? it's your skin burning and the fragrance is appealing. I must admit, I was not sure if I would be able to enjoy this, but it seems like this will be my new toy from now on," he said whilst looking at her with an evil glint.
Lisa was sure that this was the end for her, she had never experienced such torture, and witnessing someone doing this to her was terrifying. To think she only saw such evil acts in movies. Living it and being a witness of it and the victim of it, she didn't wish such torture to her worst enemy.
The others were shocked at the tactics he was using, it was too inhuman. They wondered what would be their end. Lisa was tortured more whilst they were watching.
The things he did were not supposed to be done to a living person, not even an animal should be treated this way. He was evil, he was the devil on earth. He took a surgical knife licked it with his tongue, he looked at Lisa with a devilish smile.
"Your skin is so flawless, I must make it my temple. They will all know I walked on it and they will worship me, fear me, and admire me."
He then started to make long lines deep on her hips and the wounds were very deep, Lisa's voice was hoarse with the screaming she had been doing. The man was not stopping and he made sure she did not sleep off to the darkness, he always used cruel methods to wake her up.
What she was wishing for, now, was death. She wanted to be dead to escape the pain she was feeling. It was hard for her to withstand it. Why was he like this? What made him so cruel? She did not understand what would make him to be this devilish.
HE WAS A MONSTER.
Jonah was satisfied with his handy work, he started to play classic Halloween music. It made you shiver with fear. This was heaven for him and he loved the fact he was inflicting pain and enlisting fear inside the girl's heads and hearts.
This was the only way for him to feel relief and happen, this way he was taking back control. He was the driver of all that was happening here and he was to drive till the end.
He looked at the monitors and saw the horror and the scared faces of the little firecrackers, but one of them had a glint, he would have to observe her thoroughly.
His sister was the worst of them all, he will have to make her the second victim before she dies without him having his fill.
Victoria, though the girl was frightened showed defiance, she had a challenging look on her face. It made him angry and his mood soured again, he itched with the need to punish her.
His eyes were in slits and dark with evil intent. Victoria smirked knowing what he was feeling, though she knew Lisa would pay for her act she still felt satisfied that he was losing his cool. They were all watching each other, they were all provoking each other.
He was trying to scare them he was not going to win, he was going to lose and this time she would make sure he was dead. Jonah roared with anger, foam was coming out of his mouth like a savaged wolf. He turned around and smacked Lisa on the face with a still pipe.
Lisa fell unconscious immediately blood oozed out of the cut made on her temple, and Jonah started to walk up and down the room whispering unheard words to the ones watching.
Monica for once wished she had listened to that eggshell bitch, if only they had listened this would have been avoided. They should've never entered the premises, Janice was wailing with agony and regret.
This was all her fault.
Why did she not investigate?
If they were all being honest they would have found nothing incriminating about the mansion even if they investigated. This mansion never had such a scandal before and it was recently vacant because the owners changed states.
They were all looking for someone to blame and Janice was their victim, after all, it was her who found the house.
Jonah took out a needle and thread, he advanced for Lisa and started to stitch the wounds he cut in her thighs. He did it aggressively and unprofessional, it was adding damage to her beautiful skin which made him happy. Lisa whimpered consciously feeling the pain on her thigh, she was still out cold.
The man grumbled in anger, he wanted her to wake up and feel the pain more with her eyes open wide, he wanted her pleas to be heard. He needed to feed the yearning inside, he looked at the blood still coming out and licked his lips.
The metallic fragrance wafted out and found his nostrils. He smirked in happiness, as he processed with his ministries.