"Nooo!" The Crescent screamed the upteenth time, begging me to stop. "Please, stop. Please!"I lacerated his chest with a dagger and poured in a sizable amount of Sweet Hell into the opening. The liquid sizzled on the bleeding surface, burning through his white pale skin like plastic on fire. A terrified look settled on his face, and I sensed that he was close to giving up.Not so fast. I'm just getting started.I stabbed his right thigh, twisting the blade around the thick flesh to form a hole in it. Quickly, I poured the burning liquid into it before he healed up in the process.His scream rang through the basement, as he shook violently on the chair. Hot tears streamed out his eyes and trickled down his brown beard into the opening on his chest."Aren't you laughing anymore, shit face?" I withheld the bowl from him and transferred the remaining liquid into the mould balanced on the red coals of the furnace. I was sweating again, but this time, it was not a waste of time.Although,
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