Psycho

Note: All text in red is a flash back. Enjoy.

Psycho

Chapter 2

“DEAR GOD, WAY ARE YOU DOING THIS?”

"You know, shouting is not very polite,”

*the sound a steel cutting flesh*

“YOU BUCKING BASTERED!”

“HOW RUDE!”

*a mixture of screaming and stabbing sounds*

“Remember little colt, ALWAYS... be polite,”

“Wha – What in tarnations? ”

AJ awoke, lights already flickering, briefly laminating the blood-stained walls and tables.

“What the buck is this place?” questioned AJ

“You know, you really should NOT swear. It’s very rude,”

“What yall’ talking about?”

“Your language, it’s far from, satisfactory, I will have to fix that,”

The colt took a blade from the table in the middle of the room and turned to face AJ. He trotted up to her and tore her mouth open, he jammed the blade into her mouth and started to cut into her tongue. The blade wasn’t sharp, it was slow and painful, screams echoed though the basement. The chunky piece of muscle dropped to the floor, blood gushed form the open wound, AJ’s screams were the only thing to he heard in the basement, they stopped eventually. She tried to speak but anything uttered could not be understood.

“Now that’s better, no more rude-ness,” said the deranged colt.

The colt turned back to the table and studied the instruments that lay there. AJ’s slight whimpers could be heard in silence of the basement. The colt picked up a pair of pliers and gave a dark, piercing stare at AJ. He slowly strolled up to AJ, not breaking his gaze with her; he rose the pliers to her mouth and clamped down on one of her teeth, with all of his force he pulled at the tooth, AJ screamed at the top of her lunges, the tooth was held in tight, it took more than a minute to get it out, the nerve tore away from the fleshy gums, leaving an open tender hole in her gums. The colt turned away, and picked up a nail and hammer form a small table in one of the corners of the basement, he held the nail in line with the open whole and struck it in with the hammer. AJ screamed and thrashed around in the restraints in pain. The pain lingered for a long time after the strike, it was catastrophically unbearable. He did this, over and over again, prying out her teeth one by one and replacing them with jagged nails, filling her body with pain, beautiful pain.

AJ’s face was soaked with tears, but the session was not over yet. The colt walked back to the table and took a scalpel. He ran the blade softly over AJ’s fur, and then suddenly jammed it into a gap between two of her ribs, severing the flesh and muscle, he dragged the knife along the gap, continuing to gracefully cutting apart the skin to reveal the bloody insides of AJ’s rib cage, the majestic waterfalls of blood fell from the long gash, she squirmed around on the table, grieving in pain. The colt aggressively tore the knife out of and rammed it into another gap in her chest, tearing the flesh, The colt twisted the knife between her ribs, the force of the knife pushing apart her ribs, they splintered, the skin around the wound twisted and tore, the pain was unbearable, AJ’s vision grew faint and she slipped out of consciousness.

When AJ awoke she found that the wounds in her chest had been sewn up, she looked around and saw her teeth arranged in the way they would be as if they were still in her mouth. Tears started to form in her eyes and she prayed that she would get out of this horrible place and back to the farm with her brother and sister. This thought was inturupted by the sound of a door opening and closing.

“Are you ready to continue?”

AJ cried and violently shock her head.

“No objections then,”

The colt turned to a basket filled with apples, he took one at random and walked back to the terrified mare. He placed it in her sore mouth, which pushed the nails in further sending sharp pains into her gums. He cocked his hoof back and swung punching the apple down her gullet, making her choke, she coughed up the chunks of apples and threw up on the floor. She gasped for air, little chunks of apple and vomit remaining in the nails that were now her teeth.

“It’s time to end this,” said the colt

He took a piece of rope and threw it round her neck as he walked around to the back of the table, he pulled as hard as he could on the rope, tightening it around AJ’s neck, the skin under her fur started to turn purple and her lips turned too, she took one last attempt for air, but with no avail.

“Done,”