Lucas looked at the crying man in front him. Pathetic he thought. He had tied Dylan in a post and had a sack right next to him. The sack was making weird scratching noises. He didn't mind. He sat on a chair in the dimly lit room staring at the man. So far the man had told him everything he knew which was what he already knew. He still had two more questions.
" Tell me something, have you ever fucked Melanie,"? his voice was low and showed no emotion. Dylan hesitated, this was the one question he didn't want to answer. His mind suddenly went back to that fateful day two years ago. It was the beginning of that torrid hateful yet irresistible affair between him and Melanie.
"Well"? Her fiancée asked him, pulling him out of his sweet reverie. He felt ashamed, his wife just died literally in front of him and here he was, gushing over another man's woman. He looked up at him and said ,"Yes I have." He closed his eyes waiting for a punch or any reaction. None came. He squinted open one eye and saw that Lucas hadn't moved. He opened his eyes fully and stared at Lucas. He was smiling. That surprised Dylan. Why was he smiling? he asked himself. "When was the last time you slept with her."? Lucas asked, his voice contained no warmth. Dylan was about to answer when he stopped and thought when was it the last time?...oh. Loudly he said," Three months ago."
Again, no reaction from Lucas. Does he not like her? he wondered. "For someone who's completely naked and tied to a post you seem rather comfortable leisurely thinking of things," Lucas said coldly. Dylan, as if suddenly realizing where he was muttered innocently," Please let me go." To which Lucas scoffed and laughed slightly.
Answer my next question honestly and maybe you'll see your wife," Lucas said. She's alive, Dylan thought. "Were you involved in Lisa's murder,"? Again Dylan froze. This time in fear. Lucas' voice had changed, it was full of rage and murderous intent. He could actually feel if coming off him, like aura, pressing all over his body, ready to kill him.
Dylan slowly answered," I don't know"? This sent Lucas into a state of rage. He flew off his chair and was about to attack Dylan when he stopped and stepped back. That's when Dylan heard it, water splashing. He looked down. Lucas was wearing gumboots and the area around him had water. He was ankle deep in water.
" Curious,"? Lucas said darkly, not bothering to hide his anger. "Safari ants are one of the most dangerous ant species in the world. It turns out that they become ferocious when hungry so I had them gathered, starved them, and prepared for them a gift, you", he said and pulled a string. The sack ripped open and Safari ants poured out. "Oh they are extremely hydrophobic and prefer the sweet smell of honey I think. Have fun my little ones," he concluded, smiling darkly. Dylan winced and began to scream in pain. Thousands of ants were attacking him. He was being eaten alive.
"What about my wife, you said I'd meet her again,"! he shouted. Lucas stood at the door and said "Yeah, you will meet her," he paused for a moment then said "In hell." He walked out leaving Dylan inside screaming in agony and despair.
One down a few to go he thought as he watched Riley come up to him.