WARNING VERY VIOLENT READERS MAY BE DISTURBED
Unexpectedly Jacob finds himself tied up to a chair. A blue light pops on. What Jacob see's will stay with him till he dies. Blood shattered on the floors on the walls everywhere, then a click sound came from behind him. His head got touched from someone's hand, then not a second later a clown appears in front of him. The clown had one ear, a very crooked nose and also heaps of blood on his tight costume. The clown was about to talk, hesitated, then said "this will be the last room you see and you will be wishing you were never born" the clown said with an Italian accent. Jacob said very quickly "why am I here? what did I do?". The clown didn't respond. Instead he crunched his fist then opened a punch at his face then said to Jacob very slowly "you don't talk, you scream".
CHAPTER TWO: THE BRUTAL BUT CALM HOUR
How could Jacob wake up stranded, tied to a chair and waiting there for something to happen? It was either death or torture. Either way he was screwed. Eventually something did happen. A click came from behind him and again the clown appeared. This time he brought something. It was a black bag filled with weapons. He pulls out a CD player, then inserts a disc into it. It was nothing but screeching sounds. Like fingernails on a chalk board. The clown then brought a knife out then laid it on the floor. "What are you going to do please? I don't want any trouble" Jacob forgot he wasn't allowed to talk. His heart pounding like a jackhammer from the look on the clowns face. It was silent except for the terrible music. The clown moved over to the black bag and spent a minute looking for something. The clown pulled out a pair of bolt cutters and grabbed Jacobs right middle finger and placed it in-between the cutters. "Next time you wont talk" said the clown and not a second later his finger was removed from his hand.
CHAPTER THREE:THE SCREAMING OF JACOB
As Jacob screamed and screamed in the worlds most pain, the clown was sitting there laughing away, in fact he was dying of laughter. In minutes, blood rises from the floor by ten millimeters. "Do you wanna hear a joke Jacob?, you can talk now" said the psychotic clown. "No, I wanna go home" whimpered Jacob. The clown shuffled through the bag and pulled out a big bottle of something that resembled to Jacob as a gas bottle, but it was not . It smelt like gas but It was also attached to a pipe tube with a trigger. "If you've been good, you will go somewhere nice, heaven as people call it. If you've been bad, you will go straight to the burning fires of hell!". The clown aimed the unusual gun at Jacob but before he pulled the trigger the clown said "you get to go home now". Flames burst through the pipe straight onto Jacobs body, shredding skin off him. Jacob screamed and cried. Smoke was seeping out from what was left of his mouth and after about thirty seconds, Jacob was gone. It was now only the clown left. A click came but from the clowns view it was a white door. A man in a business suit enters. "you get full paycheck when you get rid of the body. Here's half the paycheck now" as the business man hands a briefcase full of cash and leaves.
To be continued....


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