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I asked, looking very calm as I thought of different ways to kill him. "Uhhhhj, what do you mean how do I want my death?" He frowned. "I want to know the preferable way you would choose to die if death comes knocking at your door." "Ooh," he drawled, nodding his head and then smiled. "I want a peace death," he began. "You can never have a peaceful death," I cussed in my mind, watching him.

Complete torture of the human mind! "Hey! You get up off your human disease state! You are well, go home, he happy again!" to my no surprise, I saved 11 men and women the same way! As medicine, I asked them to drink more water! They were all earlier patients of depression, and now all of them are dying young! I could carry a surgical operation in their thoughts! They were all well! Some even talk to me daily to know the details of my death cure method. I tell them the truth, "Acceptance of death leads to death. Rejection of death leads to life".

And I didn’t know how much longer of this I could take. A piece of advice for anyone who’s listening; if you were to die, die quickly. But maybe I deserved to die this way. And actually, this wasn't such a bad way to go. It was actually peaceful here, and eerily beautiful. The sky was just glorious in bright orange and blue. The waves were calm but deadly. I was lying atop my favorite surfboard, I got my mother's name on my left arm, Kara's name on my right, and her purity ring on my chest. I was surrounded by the things I loved the most. This was fine. Definitely not a bad way to go.

"Well these 'Toys' are used to give someone a brutal death. Thier are so many ways you can kill someone brutally. We have different levels of machines depending on person's deed. Starting from basic to horrendous ways of dying. Like have you heard about peeling of human skin and putting the body on fire, cutting the head, electrocuting someone, inserting pins in the whole body-" I raise my hand in order to stop him as my eyes widened. What the hell did I just heard? I don't need all that information but I could be assure that William was dying a really bad death today because even his basic package would be horrifying for William. "Let's go with the medium level but first I need to talk to W

Such a relief! Thea told me that I was going to be here a while so I should freshen up. At least they understood the meaning of sanitation! She also told me that if I tried to run away, I’d be shot in the head from thirteen different directions. Um… Yeah… It was cool with me. I told her that I would rather like to die in a snowstorm or due to a volcanic explosion or something awesome like that. I don’t want people not to know how I died. And I wanted to die in a cool way…

And death. “It’s just comfort,” Speedy said. He was alert that night, an unusual change from his drooling, incontinent self. Mykel thought about candles and about how they burned brightest just before they went out. “I don’t know if Woods would approve.” “Just half an hour. Help me walk in. I’m weak. She’s scared. The little one’s dying.” “Look, you should be resting.” “I’ll rest when I’m dead, boy,” Speedy said, letting go of Mykel’s arm. “And you’ll rest too someday. ‘Til then, let us live. No woman should cry alone in the night, not on Christmas.”

Johnson ➡ Come on talk to me, what happened? . Zombie ➡ One of my niggers died last night, he was tortured and stuffed with Nightshade. I told him not to stick his nose but he refused to listen, now he's dead like a rat. . What was happening? People are dying and so far it shows they're being tortured before stuffing them with Nightshade, maybe he was spying on them to give the Big prize, this is bad news as far as I know three people have died because of this. I consoled Zombie and went into my room.

“You beat them to a pulp?” “I steal the air from their lungs and send them back home in a body bag. Sometimes with their limbs attached, other times in pieces, days apart. But you have lips that would look magnificent wrapped around my cock. Dead or alive.” I internally cringe at his last sentence, imagining him ramming his cock into my breathless mouth. “I’ve heard of worse ways to die, and being suffocated isn’t one of them. So, if you are going to steal the air from my lungs, can you stop toying with your food and get it over and done with.”

*** ~~Amara~~ *** How can you kill someone in the most torturous and painful way possible? Gut him with a knife? No, too easy. Throw him in a pot of boiling oil?Hmm, fair enough. Break his kneecaps, toss him to some wild beasts and watch in relish as they shread and scrap his bones to pieces? Well, Maybe. "There are one thousand ways to die, Lan," I groaned, anger brewing inside me as I stared at him with churning rage, "But you choose one."

That's exactly where I want him. “Who is there?” He asked. “Death!” I laughed then I stood up and sashayed out of the dark area. “Are you scared?” “Who are you?” He asked with a fierce look on his face. “Didn't I just tell you? I am death.” He pointed his gun at me and pulled the trigger but there was no fire. I had already removed the bullets in it when I entered his room. The best way to kill him is to make his death painful.