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He was my new subject a punk kid about 18, those details don't matter as you should know why he was here. As a kid I was bothered by him and ridiculed. And that mohawk I just wanted to destroy it, in the worst way possible. I laughed at the fact of humiliating him by the worst ways possible, you'll soon find out what I mean. REMEMBER I am the hero of this story.
I spent sometime following him, lets call him Hal after Hal Warren director of Manos The Hands of Fate. I learned his secrets, understood his ways, Got into his head. Finally after a few days I grabbed him when he was walking outside to smoke. I snuck up behind him and and grabbed his mouth with my cloroform cloth in hand and he was out within seconds.
He woke up a day later, in my dark basement hearing the screaming I walked down stairs and put on my scrubs. I shoved a rag in his mouth and taped it shut I had him in a device quite like the rack though not to stretch just to hold him. I loosened a and grabed a hold of it as he tried to break free. I said "it is now fun time.