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Sometimes, she lays awake screaming.
Four witnesses have viewed her in the Scream Trance; two of them are now dead, one is currently a patient in the State Mental Health Prison, and the other is in a coma.
But, on the subject of she... it is quite a sight to see her with her spine stretched out tight, and straight, pulsing with nervous spasms, while she emits shrieks of extreme pain and mental anguish!
Now, as she is screaming as I write, I plan on stopping her horrendous noise in the manner which seems to be the best... and most satisfying. I\'m going to kill her. I don\'t know how yet, but a plan should come to me any moment... ...
Yes! I have the solution!
I cannot write as i do it, so I shall return momentarily and describe to you fully the act... ...
Whew! I\'m back...
It was wonderful, and quite colorful, too, I might add. The screaming has stopped.
The act itself, the murder, was very spontaneous, due to my disturbing pleasure in torture, but, my disposal of the problem is now c
THE SADISTS CLAW
The Sadist\'s Claw
The soothing, painfully gratifying sting of the whip engulfed the masochist\'s nervous system with a feeling similar to the kind one could achieve in suburbal orgasmia.
\"You, fool,\" scolded the masochist, \"Not enough pain! I need more pain now!\"
\"Of course you do,\" calmly spoke the sadist. He turned to his assistants, \"Bring on the hydro-flouric acid... oh, yes... and bring me The Claw!\"
\"The Claw! Yes! The Claw!\" shouted the masochist.
The Claw was a silver shimmering hand of incision. It was the size of a regular hand and was complimented with three inch razor sharp needles, which were hollow, at the fingertips. Fire emerged from the tips whenever a penetration of flesh was made. It had an inscription on it that read \"Inquiry of the Faith is the soothing element\".
The sadist pulled on The Claw and smiled.
\"Hurry up you bottom-dweller!\" screamed the masochist.
\"Of course,\" spoke the sadist. He felt the masochist had some sadistic tendencies of his ow
Johnny Makes RED
Johnny Makes Red
Johnny could not understand why the RED was flowing from his hand; he had meant to make Jeremy RED. Johnny clenched the axe and swung, severing Jeremy\'s leg, \"I make BIG RED, Jeremy,\" Johnny said.
But Jeremy couldn\'t hear him. He had gone to see the \'RED MAN who is mean to BAD BOYS\'. Johnny had thought he just went night-night.
Johnny made People Bacon and set it to smoke in the Big Smoker. The one Daddy uses to smoke \"guests\".
\"Boy,\" a woman\'s voice came from behind, \"Whats you be doin\'?\" It was Mommy, \"I thought I smelled it... mmm mmmm... Fresh Bacon!\" She walked in and Johnny put his hands over his face shyly and giggled. \"Is that some sorta animal ya killed? Bones are awful big?\" said Mommy.
\"No Mommy, Jeremy Bad Boy and went RED and went night-night then go bye-bye!\"
Mommy thought for a moment then said, \"Well, Boy, looks like we\'un gonna hafta thinks up a good ex-plain-nation for little Jeremy there\'s Father.\"
\"Well Mommy, he\'s Red and
Rico squatted over the decayed pile of shredded matter he had found aside the train tracks. He didn\'t know what to think of it; it smelled of rootted meat but appeared to be some sort of sea-weed, except it glowed a flourescent blue. Rico picked up a piece. It felt like wet hair. Ii suddenly seemed to move within his hand and the entire pile sprung upon Rico, wrapping itself around his face, choking him and emmiting a rancid fluid into his mouth. He passed out.
When he awoke, the putrid sea-weed was gone but Rico\'s mind was filled with horrendous arguing voices. He arose, aware that his movement seemed to be under the control of an unseen force. The voices continued. He felt as if three separate views of one thing had been produced in his mind by three separate things of one view. When these thoughts fused together with Rico\'s dislogic a powerful confusion overtook him.
Forcefully, he looked down upon the train tracks and deducted that the converging point where
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