Tortured

Illustration of Erikanapoleonica's story "the death Artist"

Small extract :

" Erik closed the glass door and the man was completely locked inside. “I am now to pull the lever… let us hope it works my friend, let us hope it works.”

The lever was easy to pull, and the effects immediate; the first trapdoor opened and the sword pierced the lungs Erik had predicted, the man screamed in agony… but did not die… Erik was delighted; it meant he had fixed the correct details. Blood spurted from the perforated spot on the man’s right shoulder, red, red blood, falling over his agonizing body, over the chair and finally touching the floor… The man screamed his lungs out, or rather his lung out and called for friends that did not exist.



“Calm yourself down my friend, believe me I do not particularly enjoy the torture…” Erik said soothingly as a smile grew wide across his face. The box on top of the man’s left shoulder had opened and a couple of scorpions traveled down the bloody body, stinging here and there… causing visible pain. The man moved abruptly, but his wrists and ankles were tightly attached to the chair. "


LINK TO THE STORY : [link]





Normally, it should be upside down but I prefer like that. The normal version, where the man is on the table, is in the scraps !