Tesoro
I’m calm, filled with the need to hurt the one who ripped my family apart.
We keep him alive for hours, and he is tortured over and over. His screams do nothing but make me smile.
I have removed his fingers, his toes, teeth. He has been water boarded, electrocuted, castrated. I’m wearing more blood than clothes right now. I don’t care.
He has sang like a canary; he is barely alive. I have everything that I need now. It was all recorded and it will be sent to Curtis and Valentina. I grab a knife and approach him.
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