Subcutaneous Magazine Revenge 2017 | Page 127

The girl looked at him with a mix of fright and bewilderment . She felt as if his eyes penetrated every fiber of her being . She pressed herself against the cold tile wall and began to whimper . Something shiny and silver was poking through the man ’ s jacket pocket .
Charlotte spoke to him , frightfully . “ What is that in your pocket ?”
“ Oh , this ?” Grinning , he tilted his head toward his front open jacket pocket . He responded in movement , lunging at her with a forceful strike from his arm , knocking her out with an aggressive strike to the face . Three teeth from her mouth dropped onto the floor covered in saliva and velvet-like blood .
Wolfgang watched the warm glow of crimson ooze down the girl ’ s soft white neck . His hunger built into a passionate rage and he slid his hand into his pocket and withdrew the skin tool . It appeared much different than any regular tool . It bore an odd shape and was made from the purest silver . It had been designed for cutting the composition of a beautifully enchanting melody . Reaching into his other jacket pocket , he pulled out a pair of kitchen scissors , used by many chefs for cutting the fatty tissue from slithered beef products .
The man crept toward the unconscious young woman and began to snip the rest of her clothing from her warm body . Her inhaled deeply , cherishing her skin that smelled of lilac . An expensive perfume , he thought , recognizing the fragrance . Cutting through the fabric , his mind was suddenly seized by images of his grandmother giving him music lessons . He tugged at his hair , trying to free his mind from the sound of her stern voice and the sharp rap of the switch against his fingers .
When he regained control , he picked up the unconscious girl and placed her on a wooden table . There was no struggle in lifting her frail form . The underground surroundings were comfortingly dark and silent .
The young dancer moaned as she began to stir . Next to the table was a cabinet of various chemicals and treatments that were once used to inflict horrors on the deepest faculties of patients , but now Wolfgang used them for his personal desires .
He carefully removed a sedative from the cabinet . The concoction was to be applied to human skin , feeding into the pores while delivering a silenced mental agonising pain to its patient or victim .
He then picked up two large cotton wool pads and sprinkled the chemical onto the pad and gently massaged it onto Charlotte ’ s skin . Her eyes flickered as she finally woke . Suffocating , the dancer groped for her neck , her mouth forming a scream as tears fell from her numb face . Saliva streamed out of the corner of her shivering mouth . Her body began to convulse and she fell into epileptic shock .
Within minutes , she was sedated and cold ; a raw meat parcel . Wolfgang clenched his hands together and grinned as he began to hum . He moved to a gramophone beside the table . It appeared like no other music player , connected to a form of a drip which was fed through the needle of the gramophone . Another attachment to the drip had a connector that was fed with some form of oil to assist the sound accordingly . Wolfgang grabbed Charlotte ’ s small hand and fitted the drip to her fingers . In the pale light , a vinyl record glowed on the gramophone . It was an everlasting favourite of Wolfgang ’ s ; the Moonlight Sonata . He reached over and fetched the needle from its place and rested it upon the vinyl record . A gushing noise began .
Blood travelled its way along the tube from Charlotte ’ s hand , replacing the blood with a wax-like resin . The music came to life and the young Charlotte was transformed into an eternal lifeless beauty . He enjoyed that she was still alive and paralyzed . She was still able to