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SCHIZOFICTION from Hell �I�m not going to kill you� I say as I take a hit from the soda bottle crack pipe and force the tip of the scalpel into her ear, lightly scratching the eardrum. �I am going to kick you in the spine until you are paralyzed. I am going to burn your eyes out and blind you. I will remove your vocal cords, larynx and tongue with a scissors. I will blowtorch your hands beyond use and recognition. Then I�ll let you go. Because I would never kill you. I hate you too much.� The torture was about to start, and I felt myself getting hard. I imagined choking her on road kill and pulling it out at the last second so that she may breathe and continue suffering. I set up the video recorder and smiled, knowing she would be spending her first birthday in agony� I couldn�t wait to force her father to watch the tape. I hate it when people sell me bad shit. What I had in mind for him was much worse. But that�s another story. By David L Tamarin