Cognight

(Part 6)

Across the street, Ven pushes a ten foot cinder block wall with such force, it falls over seemingly in slow motion without a single brick coming loose or disjointing the integrity of the wall. Gerasko begins to walk over the collapsed wall "We should go this way." without even looking back to see if Jeremy is following, Gerasko carries on walking. Remaining close to Gerasko and Ven, Jeremy tries to look at everything for reference to where he is and where he might be going. A ramp hidden by visual illusion leads underground and Jeremy doesn't notice he's going down it until the buildings around are no long visible from the ground up. Agonising screams permeate the hidden scenery, non traditional doors seem to be covered in so many bloody handprints, it's hard to distinguish one from the other, it might as well just be a rusted red texture with finger nails pertruding from the surface. Curiosity fills the mind of Jeremy, prompting a desire to know what's around him, nervously he approaches Gerasko, struggling to see the man he feels the air around him to locate him for definite "I really need to know where we are. is it safe here?" he enquired. Ven, without a moments hesitation begins to laugh with a slow deep subsonic tone when unheard by Jeremy just feels like the air around is trying to crush him. "Oh my. You really are scared for your own safety. Tell you what, why don't we illuminate this place and you can have a look around." said Gerasko.

Ven takes a deep breath, places 3 of his fingers into his mouth and whistles with such a high pitch, Jeremy noticed his eyes spontaneously started bleeding. The wind started howling, dust was being kicked up and the air in Jeremy's lungs felt like it was being pulled out of his chest. A localised soft glow began to emerge between the three companions, when it intensified it turned red and immediately started pulsating, not too much to blind and not too little to revert back to the darkness that once was. Jeremy was more confused than ever, he wiped the blood from his eyes took slow purposeful breaths and oriented himself where he stood. This place was made entirely out of rocks. All of them different sizes, colours, shapes and varying amounts of moss or mould on each rock. Touching, feeling, experiencing this place was a whole new kind of eerie. Jeremy catches a shadow in the corner of his eye. Flinching he steps to one side swiftly, assumes a fighting stance but once he did, whatever he saw, had gone. Looking to Gerasko and Ven for assurance he asks "what? did, did you guys see that? are you fucking with me on purpose?". Gerasko responded politely "you're the one who got curious. curiosity killed the cat, Jeremy."

Without anything to say back, Jeremy continues his nosy actions and comes across a locked door with another small window to see inside. On the other side of the door, tied to a chair he could only make out a slightly sillhouetted figure with enough details to be seen for facial movements and eyes blinking, but nothing else of detailed description. Behind the chair was another figure, clearly dressed in a disguise akin to a torturer or executioner. The figure in the chair makes eye contact with Jeremy and begins to squirm and wiggle and scream, rocking the chair enough to shift the legs in random directions  obviously trying to escape. Through his previous experiences with this kind of door, Jeremy just watches and attempts to open it. The disguised figure picks up a baseball bat with a concerningly brown stain running from the thicker end to the middle of the bat where it turns bright red, the handle was immaculate. Arching back, swinging with enough force to daze the victim in the chair but not enough to kill or knock them out. The torturer places a mould covered leather strap around the head of the victim going around the chin to the top of the head. Before tightening the strap, the torturer shoves all of his fingers into the mouth of the victim, grabbing the jaw and gently pulling forward to create an excessively exaggerated underbite and uses the strap to keep the jaw from going back to its normal position by forcing the bottom teeth to clash with the top teeth. The strap is horrendously tight, going unnoticed by the victim while regaining awareness. Stood in front of the victim, the torturer kindly waits and turns to the door speaking directly to Jeremy "As soon as he starts screaming, and realises what's about to happen, that's when i'm going to show you the tooth. Har-Har-Har."

Hardly blinking, hardly breathing, not showing the slightest bit in interest what's going on around him, Jeremy stares through this small window in complete horror without anything to say while his mind races. The torturer places the bat on his shoulder and waits for a time. The victim tries to communicate with the torturer but can't move his mouth, realising he can't swallow his own saliva and his jaw is locked in an uncomfortable place, he murmers "what have you done" from the back of his throat. Nodding and 'revving' his hands on the bat, the torturer twists his hips and swings quickly but not violently. The bat sails through the air, for what feels like eternity, then as expected, it connects with the chin of the victim, crushing the jaw into the back of the skull, 5 bottom teeth and 7 top teeth pop out bringing veins and chunks of gums with them. Not fully leaving the gums, the top teeth folded inwards, the bottom teeth folded outwards, the screaming just wouldn't stop. The horror incapacitated Jeremy and his view of the room vanished as he keeled over throwing up chunks of flesh and unnervingly, a few teeth. nothing more to see he stumbles back to Gerasko exclaiming "What the fuck is happening!? Every time I ask you that, you do something which just sickens me. You've got to give me some bastard answers!"