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 you wake up in the same room, this time strapped to a chair inplace where the couch was. infront of you is the tripod, me, a chainsaw, several screwdrivers and the knife i used to cut your shirt up. i press record on the phone i have set up in the tripod and walk over to you. i grab your chin and squeeze it, several surges of pain go through your body as i do. that beating i gave you must have done a real number and you squeal in pain while sobbing. i ask if you want to die. you barely can say the word no before breaking into incomprehensible muttering. i grab the first object, a screwdriver. without much of a warning i stab it into your left arm. you yowl in pain but i already move in to get the next screwdriver and jam it into your right arm, parallel to the left wound. i repeat this all over your body, but being careful not to stab anywhere lethal. every breath you take you are in agony, the objects inside you moving and causing great pain. i take a look at your face. sweat, vomit, tears, dried blood. a smell i love is emanating from you. i kiss you on the mouth to capture your essence. i then go back to my tools and starts the chainsaw. it starts up with a howl, the loud whirring being like music to my ears. i take the saw and move it to your stomach. you watch in horr as the whirring blade moves close and closer to your perfect skin. it rips through it with ease and i push it in deeper. i then slowly slide it across your stomach to disembowel you. your guts spill out. i then move the blade back to the middle of your stomach and pull it upwards. you are already knocked out and almost dead, from the pain, shock, bloodloss. just everything. i tear open your cut up body and start ripping organs out. i scream i scream i scream. i hate you so much. you are dead but i still fucking hate you. i turn around to face the camera and give it a thumbs up. my face full in view. i finish the recording and it to your families.