What lay before him, making his lips tremble, was a collection of torture instruments of various sizes and shapes, some of which he didn't even dare to imagine the use of.
The man continued speaking:
"You see, I actually prefer silence. In fact, I find anything that disrupts silence utterly exhausting. That's why I've always had trouble with women; always talking, always whining about one thing or another. Linda was the same, couldn't stop chattering. But the worst was the moaning during sex, an absolute torment! Then one day, I'd had enough... While she squealed like a pig as we made love, I ripped off her lower jaw and her tongue along with it! And just like that, peace. No more noise... just silence. That day, I saw another side of Linda, more beautiful, more... authentic. She was so gorgeous, so soft, so pure... I'd never found her more sensual, more attractive. And so, I made love to her like never before. And guess what? It was amazing! I know, because she came like never before too! From that moment on, Linda and I had an understanding. Every day with her since has been a true delight because..."
As the man babbled on, recounting things more disturbing than the last while playing with his instruments, Nate was desperately trying to figure out how to free himself from his chains. This man was clearly unhinged ; no, completely insane. But just as the butler, who had been engrossed in his monologue and hadn't looked at Nate once, suddenly turned sharply toward him, holding a scalpel, and declared:
"But don't go thinking I'm some narrow-minded brute with simple tastes. For example, I know that silence can be even more delightful when it follows a cacophony of unnecessary noise like the silence that comes after a storm."
As a sadistic grin crept across his face, the man locked eyes with Nate and added:
"So don't worry, no matter how you respond to my care, you won't disappoint me!"
Then, in a sudden frenzy, he thrust the scalpel into Nate's shoulder.
*Stab*
"NNNNNNNGGGGMMMMMMM"
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAH !!!"
*Stab*, *Stab*, *Stab*…
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Several hours had passed, and in the meantime, the butler had fully taken the time to deepen the incestuous relationship he had with the young boy through highly cruel and barbaric acts. Indeed, the more time passed, the more this man revealed himself to be a master in the art of torture. He carefully avoided the vital points of his victim and managed to keep him perpetually conscious. Thus, after several hours of incessant torture, Nate's body was covered with cuts and lacerations of all kinds. What were once clothes were now nothing but red-stained rags. But for some reason, despite all the butler's cruelties, Nate had never opened his mouth to scream. He stifled the cries of pain in his mouth, whose lips trembled but never opened.
*Stab*
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMHHHHHHH"
"Well, I must say, I'm quite surprised you're still alive, and even more so that you haven't screamed once so far. Maybe... No, it's too early!"
Then, as he returned to the surgical table where his instruments were laid out, he continued:
"Tell me, how about we take things up a notch? So… we've tried the scalpel, the knife, the machete; how about trying the saw this time?"
Without waiting for a response from the boy, the man grabbed the tool he had just mentioned. He then stood in front of Nate, saw in hand, ready to begin his gruesome task. But suddenly, Nate's lips parted, and a torrent of flames erupted from him, engulfing the butler.
Wooooouuuuvvvvv
In an instant, the situation reversed, and the captor became the victim. Faced with this unexpected attack, the torturer screamed at the top of his lungs, desperately trying to extinguish the flames. But… it was no use; the fire was far too intense. The man, now a human torch, collapsed in the middle of the room, slowly consumed by the flames, which eventually dissipated after a few moments. What a relief. This nightmare was finally coming to an end. For Nate, this deranged antagonist wouldn't be missed by anyone.
Just as he started to feel a sense of relief, another thought abruptly crossed his mind:
"Wait a minute, something's not right! Why did the flames go out so quickly???"
But before he could figure it out on his own, he heard a sound, like chuckling, coming from what should have been a pile of ash.
"Ahahah…..hmphahaha..."
Nate watched in horror, his face as pale as chalk, as the corpse he believed dead began to rise. The chuckling that accompanied this rise quickly morphed into an ear-splitting laugh:
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!"
The hellish butler was very much alive, and his maniacal laughter was proof enough. After this grand return to action, he declared:
"I see… The overturned candle in the hallway; that's what it was, you sneaky little brat. I must admit, that was well played; I didn't see it coming at all."
"Ho… how is this possible? You should be…"
"Dead?!"
" …"
"Let's just say I have a few secrets of my own."
As they exchanged these words, the man, now fully back on his feet, slinked into the darkness of the room near the door, where he grabbed something. Then, a strange sound began to fill the air:
BRRRRR, BRRRRR… BRRRRR, BRRRR, BRRRRRRRR…
With his ever-cynical voice, the man resumed:
"Since it seems the saw doesn't suit you, we'll use something a little more... expedient."
BRRRRRRRR… vroooooouuum, vrooouum, vroooum, vroum, vroum… !!!
As soon as Nate heard this sound, he instantly recognized it. It was the sound of a motor starting. A chainsaw; the engine that had just started belonged to a chainsaw, and its piercing noise echoed deep into his soul.
Diiiiiiiin, Diiiin, Diiin, Diiin, Diin…
Is this what despair feels like? In that moment, Nate, who was in a dazed state, found himself unable to hold back his tears. As he saw the man approaching with steady steps and a bold smile, fear overwhelmed him:
"No, wait… Please, tell me what you want. I promise I'll give it to you, so, so..."
"Shuuuuut…"
He placed his index finger on Nate's lips and continued:
"Oh, but don't worry, you're already giving me everything I want."
The roar of the engine resumed, even more violently than before. And soon after, the room was filled with cries of pain and agony, along with a devilish laughter, forming a macabre and discordant symphony that echoed throughout the underground corridor.
"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH !!!!"
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA... !!!"