Monday, 18 July 2016

Night flight fanciful fun

11:16pm. Almost about to finish this book, and it's most unfortunate that this book didn't live up to its blood stained cover. 
I was half expecting some sadistically unhinged killer, jaundiced pale and flat footed, lurking in the shadows of the mine, who savagely kills off each character..all the while mumbling and berating himself; cleaving them apart untidily on a dissecting table under cold anemic yellow light. 
Something like the more you scream, the worse it gets..'so try to keep it real low when I pull your intestine out of your rectum, darling'
Hacking at them slowly, making others watch, gutting them alive, feeding them their own viscera and having sex with their gaping open bleeding wounds.
Peeling away layers of flesh with a razor, drilling holes in their knee caps and shoulder bones while persuading onlookers to applaud; how about sawing off the digits and sewing them back on to different parts of their body? 
The situation and tortures are endless in a mine.

Hopefully something crazy will happen soon. Until then I can only come up with fun scenarios to hurt helpless people. 

Sigh..  
I miss this..


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