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It'll all be over soon

She was an historian. The middle ages always fascinated her. She read all about it, her best part was the torture. The methods of torture were beautiful and but no one ever seemed to accurately describe how it felt. She wanted to perfect the methods.
She got her chance.
She was called to 7 year old Steven. His parents were going on a date. On the way there she bought what she needed. It didn't cost much. When she got there, his parents were already gone. She decided to start immediately. He was in the living room watching TV. He didn't even notice her take 2 end tables upstairs. 5 minutes later, she called for him upstairs. As he stepped into the bathroom, his face was covered with a handkerchief doused in chloroform. He was out in five seconds. She tied him to the end tables in the bathtub. He woke up to her pretty face staring at him. "Just tell me how it feels" she said smiling as she took the knife out of her bag and made a small cut on his shoulder. "Does it hurt?" she asked. "a little" he said. She brought her and to the cut. Held the little bit of skin poking out. And she pulled - hard. The strip of skin went all the way to his thigh before coming off. The naked boy thrashed around, bleeding. "How does it feel!!" she said calmy over his wails of pain. She got no response
She proceeded to make small cuts all over the boy's body. She ignored his desperate pleas as she started pulling them slowly on after the other,all while taking notes. The boy would have bled out by now if not for the methylated spirit she was pouring in each of the wounds. After doing this for about 20 minutes, she looked at her notes with a satisfactory look on her face and stood up.
She left the bathroom and came back in 2 minutes with a red hot iron rod, she was holding it with a pair of tongs. Without warning, she dropped it on his bare chest. The rod was so long it went from his chin down to his genitals. Again, she sat and took notes while the boy screamed in pain.
She went on.
She brought out some nails and a hammer. She positioned a nail right above the left lung and and brought it to the hammer down hard. It went in all the way. She repeated it 5 times - on his right lung, 2 thighs and
His shoulders.
She decided it was time for the hard-core stuff.
She brought out a pocket knife. His screams didn't seem to bother her. Against all his protest, she placed it directly under his lower left eyelid.
She waited, she wanted to see the fear in his eyes. The pleading eyes did not disappoint. She snickered.
She pushed.
The screams were the loudest yet.
She tried to ignore the screams as she pivoted it on the rim of the eye socket and pressed down hard. The eye made a sickening plop as it jumped out of the socket . She decided to leave the tendons connecting it to the brain. She was about to do the same for the other eye when she got a phone call from the parents saying they'd be home soon. She decided against waiting for them. She untied him from the table. And laid him into the bathtub . He was paralyzed with pain, but not dead.
Not yet. She packed all her stuff.
Then she came back to plug up the bathtub and turn on the hot water tap. She patted his hair and whispered "It'll all be over soon".
She left,

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