As Warro's body dangled limply from the fishooks tearing cruelly at his back and shoulders, Tom slowly walked up behind him.
"Please.. no..." Were the only words Warro managed to utter, his crushed lungs eliciting no more then a faint whisper.
"I think not..." Tom cruelly intoned, holding a long, thin knife up before Warro's face. Grabbing his hair and pulling his head back, he reached in front of Warro and sli(c)t his throat, the blade pushing deep through the airway. Vocal cords and esophagus crunching in a splatter of blood and tissue, Warro jerked in agony and his veins spurted a tattoo of blood from his punctured neck.
Tom wiped his face with a hand, misting blood smearing across his features. He smiled, raising the blade once more.
Warro's eyes opened in shock as Tom pushed the blade through both cheeks, puncturing the soft flesh with ease. Drips of blood slid along the blade as Tom withdrew it, stepping back from the bloody Warro. Crimson blood coursed down his chest and legs from his **** neck, his legs jerking spasmodically with pain.
"Hehehe..." Tom gleefully giggled as he took Warro's hand in his own. Positioning the blade over the wrist, he viciously began to saw into his arm. Blood sprayed from severed veins as Warro tried to resist. Bone cracking and crunching, a stifled scream of agony escaped Warro's ruined throat. The hand, now attached by naught but a few strands of tissue and bone, came away with a gruesome snip, blood spraying freely from the stump of a wrist.
"MMggaarrggh!! MMrrggaaarrrfrghghh!" Came the muffled cries of pain and horror, Warro's body dancing and twitching from its fishooks as Tom threw the severed hand to the ground.
(Yes, I am very disturbed
)
~Tom
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