Chapter VI

A man is sitting in a chair,his hands tied behind his back and duct tape covers his mouth. The man is built, head shaved and has a goatee. This man is Dave. He's unconscious with his head down. Suddenly he hear footsteps. They get louder and louder till we see a figure standing in front of Dave. This woman is wearing an all black dress

She rips off the duct tape, which awakens Dave. He screams in agony " Ahhh, FUCKING shit."

"Man did that hurt?" asks the woman in black  and walks to grab a chair. She sits it in front of Dave. She reaches into her pocket and pulls out a pack of cigarettes then sits down on the chair and offers a cigarette to Dave.

Dave shook his head in no asks "Who are you? What the hell am I doing here?"

The woman points to a name tag on her dress says "Hey love,  my Name Is Jennifer, but you can call me jenny"  and winks at Dave.

"Jennifer?, who are you and what the fuck is going on?" says Dave while grinding his teeth.

Jennifer doesn't respond, instead she places the cigarette in her mouth and lights it. She takes a drag between her words and simply says "Listen Dave, I don't particularly want to hurt you, but if you don't do as I say...well then, we're going to have some problems."

  "What? I don't understand?" asks Dave, ignoring the pain on his wrists.  "Well, it seems you have pissed off the wrong type of people. Which is why your in this current situation" says Jennifer and gets up from her chair and walks towards a black bag that is off to the corner of the room. She picks it up and brings it over to Dave.

And drops it beside Dave and walks back to grab a TV dinner table.

"Jenny, listen, I don't know who you think I am nor I know who you are but I think you got the wrong guy." says Dave but Jennifer just laughs and brings the TV dinner table and sets it up beside her chair. She picks up the black bag and places it on the TV dinner table. She then proceeds to sit down. 

"You watch movies Dave? In every kidnapping flick, the guy or the girl always says that you've got the wrong guy. You've got to understand that I do this for a living and blah blah blah so please, don't give me this I have the wrong guy crap" says Jennifer.

"But I didn't do anything" screams Dave.

" You might think you've done nothing wrong, but you have." says Jennifer looking straight into Dave's eyes, as if she can see his soul.

"Listen, I'm just a regular guy who lives a regular life. I play poker with my buddies on Sundays. I go to the bar to have a drink." says Dave but ignoring him, Jennifer begins to open the black bag.

  "What are you doing?" asks Dave but Jennifer doesn't respond. "Hey, I'm talking to you." asks Dave this time a little louder.

"Do you see this bag, it's my little bag of tricks. Well, technically it's not really mine, it's my cousins. Although, he lets me borrow it from time to time" says Jennifer, leaning towards Dave.

"What the hell are you going to do?" screams Dave as he has enough of being tied. But Jennifer just smirks and pulls out a timer and sets it for ten minutes.

" I'm setting this timer for ten minutes and if I don't get the information that I need, when this timer hits zero. Someone will die." says Jennifer innocently, flattering eyelashes at Dave but one cannot miss the smirk playing on her lips.

Dave's eyes widen as he looks at the timer, Jennifer smirks even after watching him and says "I wonder what's going through your head right now. Knowing that you have ten minutes to live. What are you thinking about? Your family? Your friends? Or could it be how much you want to kill me."

"Jesus Christ" mumbles Dave under his breath but it didn't go unheard by Jennifer as she looks at Dave with disgust. She reaches into her bag and pulls out a scalpel. Then simply lunges at Dave and cuts just above his left eye. Dave screams in agony.

But it didn't affect Jennifer as she just smile at Dave.

"Shall not take the lords name in vain. Now, if I hear you say it again, the cuts go deeper and bigger.Don't make me be the bad guy here." says Jennifer innocently.

Dave screaming begins to calm down as now the blood is dripping into his eye.

He looks at Jennifer and begin to say"I have no idea what the fuck you want from me..." but cut off by Jennifer " Dave, I torture people. I mean, that's what I do. It's my job. I remember this one prick, tough as nails. It took me three days to finally get to him. Toughest son of a bitch I've ever met."

Ignoring her, Dave looks at the timer, 8:45 left but Jennifer grabs his hand between her hands and continue "I don't when someone like you ignores me."

"Someone like me?" asks Dave.

But instead of replying she stands up from the chair and thinks "I'd done everything he wouldn't say anything. I had to admire that. I knew that whatever I would do to him, he wouldn't talk. So I had to bring another factor into the equation."

So Jennifer begins to empty her bag, pulling out a drill, salt, another scalpel, two knives and went to the closet, that was in the back of the room. She glances at the time, it reads 7:55 and says "Do you know what was in there?"

"Do I want to know?" says Dave.

Jennifer looks at Dave for a minute and says "It was his son. His name was Michael. I stood him up in front of his father, who was already beaten to shit. The kid started to cry. I saw the look of horror hit his father's face like a ton of bricks."

She pauses for another minute and continue "That's when I slit the kids throat from ear to ear."

Dave looks at Jennifer with disgust and horror. His eyes begin to tear up. He screams at her "YOU  BITCH!!!YOU SICK FUCK!!! HOW CAN YOU DO THIS TO A CHILD!!!! "

"Oh come on, the kid was thirteen years old not a child." says Jennifer, rolling her eyes and continue "At that very moment he said that he would never tell me anything. Which was a mistake, cause that told me that he did in fact know something. What do you think I did next?" Jennifer asks to Dave.

"Please...stop this." pleads Dave but ignoring him "I went back to the closet, this time I came back with his daughter. Katie, Seven years old. I promised him that I would do far worse things to her, behind closed doors, after I had killed his son. Nothing made him more furious then the idea of me hurting his little daughter. Imagine the wild thoughts you would have running through your head at that very moment."Jennifer continues but DAVE cut her off and asks "Did you kill her?"

Jennifer glances at the time and says 6 minutes left. But DAVE shook his head and screams "ANSWER ME!!! DID YOU KILL HER? YOU BITCH ANSWER ME...." but Jennifer slaps him tight on his face and says"Call me bitch one more and I'll cut off that small DICK of yours."

She continues "In the end, Dave. I got the information I wanted. I've never made a mistake. I've never killed an innocent man. The reason I'm telling you this is because I will get what I need from you. No matter what."

"Please, tell me. Did you kill the girl.Please!" begs Dave with a bruise lip due to the slap.

Jennifer sighs and says "I'll let that question sit with you for a bit. 5:45 and by the way, Dave you have  over five minutes left so I'm going to torture you, every minute that goes by.

Dave looks at the time with terror and starts to shake in fear.

"You can stop this. Just give me the names" says Jennifer,pulling some more torture devices.

Dave doesn't say anything but one can easily hear his throbbing heart.

"Did I forget to mention that we have a time limit?" says Jennifer walking towards the table to set the devices.

"Fuck you maniac" Dave whispers but Jennifer just rolls her eyes and says "I've been called many things. Maniac, psycho, sadistic fuck, who're, bastard, slut etc etc. So please, if you're going to insult me, be a little bit more original. Remember, every maniac, every fuck you, every spit in the face. It's just ticking your life away.  by the way 5:29 minutes left. And trust me it will get worse."

"Listen, I've already told you. I have no idea what the fuck you want from me. You've got the wrong fucking guy. Let me go." says Dave in irritation.

Jennifer ignores everything that Dave just said and simply says "You may be surprised by this, but everything in the bag was bought off the internet. Now, those people out there, those are the maniacs, okay, those are the sadistic fucks. You should really see the shit out there Dave, it's sickening."

"And what are you?" asks Dave.

"Well, I'm not psycho that's for sure. You hear so many of those serial killers use the same old shit excuses. Me? I never grew up with an abusive father, no one ever put their cigarettes out on my arm or neck. I don't hear voices inside my head that tell me to kill people. No dog has ever told me to do shit. I certainly do not have a split personality. I don't think that I'm doing God's will. I grew up with a loving family, I got the things I wanted. I was on the fucking honour roll in high school" says Jennifer in a DUH voice. And before Dave could say something,  she cuts him off and says "Oh look, 5:00minutes left. Time for action."

Jennifer takes one of the knives and throws it at Dave's foot. The knife stick out of Dave's foot. Dave screams in pain "Shit...Oh God." Jennifer takes the other knife and throws it into Dave's other foot. Dave screams yet again.

"I told you, not to use the Lord's name in vain." says Jennifer

Dave tries to stop screaming to hide the pain but fails miserably .

"4:45 minutes left. Are you going to cooperate with me Dave?" asks Jennifer. Dave doesn't respond, instead he looks at his feet.

"I see. Well, maybe this will interest you." says Jennifer and reaches into her inside dress pocket and pulls out a picture. She places it on the floor in between Dave's feet.

Dave sees the picture and looks back at her . The hate on his face is unbelievable. He looks at her and asks " Where did I get that picture?"

Jennifer acts like she is thinking for a second with a finger on her chin and says "Oh, yes. The desk drawer. Next to your bed. Makes you ponder the question, how did I get it? DAVE I'm going to kill you. Stop asking useless shit. Ask something good. For example from where I bought this cute dtess" says Jennifer showing him her dress and continue "It's GUCCI and quite expensive tho. "

Dave just ignores her and struggles to get out of the chair, he loosens his ropes a tad, but not enough to set him free.

"Your wife is a very beautiful lady. We wouldn't want anything to tarnish that beauty? Do we?" asks Jennifer but Dave continues to struggle in the chair, it's hard to get out, with his hands tied behind his back.

Jennifer glances at the time yet again. 4:12 minutes left.

"If you harm one hair on her head." Dave begin to say but Jennifer cut offs and says "You'll what huh? You're tied to a fucking chair. You're not going anywhere. Ten seconds Dave. Ten seconds more."

Dave looks over at the timer, which now reads 4:08.

"Are you going to tell me or am I going to have to...hurt you again." says Jennifer tapping her heels on the wooden floor.

"You can go fuck yourself." says Dave grinding his teeth.

"Hmm harsh words." says Jennifer and picks up the scalpel and walks behind Dave. Dave cannot see her anymore, he has no idea what she's doing behind him.

"You notice in the movies, when they try to make you feel uncomfortable and cringe and gory scenes. They always go over the top. You know what I mean? Limbs falling off, heads rolling and blood gushing.But I find that it's the little things that make the audience squirm in their seats. And 4:00 minuntes left." says Jennifer and takes the scalpel and cuts the webbing in between Dave's fingers. The blood covers Dave's hands. She cuts each and every one between the fingers. Dave is screaming in agony. Then she walks back to the chair in front of Dave and takes a seat. Placing the scalpel on the table.

"Pleasure is sweetest when it's paid for by another's pain" says Jennifer wiping her hands with wipes.

Dave begins to struggle with the rope that has his hands tied together. He again, tries to bare the pain and hide it. But suddenly he begins to chuckle to himself. And asked Jennifer " Exactly how long have you been...torturing people?"

"Long enough. The names Dave." says Jennifer.

"I don't know any fucking names." Dave screams.

"you have the names of the only people who eye witnessed the Rose's in the murder.

Dave face turns pale, he forgot to breathe. Rose, this name was the last thing he expects to hear her name after 10years.

Jennifer smirks watching his reaction.Now she knows what to next. She will never forget that day. That day when they killed her sister

Her Rose.

Pieces of mine all over the floor;

Bites of your thoughts on the wall;

Have you ever seen your soul?