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No. 1649
A/N: Chapter 2.
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Do you know what I was thinking, Engineer?
I was thinking that perhaps we should try something new today. Today, instead of playing to your desires, I believe we should play with your mind. Of course, you don’t really need to pay attention. I’ll get you all settled in no matter what. How do you want to do this? Or should I make it up?
Hm?
Alright, I’ll get the tape.
Let me tell you a story, Engineer. One I think you will love.
There once was a fine young man, growing up in luxury with his family. Mother. Father. Two sisters. Yes, they were a lovely family. Rich, respected, no one in the circles did not know their name. Yes, they were on top of the world. But ah, the shadow is longer than the light is bright, and the family had plenty of enemies. The sun can only shine for so long until the shadows close in.
The look on your face says you want to know more.
The father was murdered, and the mother lost her mind. The sisters were married off, and the son found himself a wife. He was married the summer of his twenty-first year. And do you know what happened? He didn’t love that woman, but he used her as any man would. It satisfied him, until she started giving birth.
Stop struggling. You aren’t going anywhere like that. I’ve made sure of it.
Four pests. Four little pests. One died on birth, and took the woman with her. Three little pests left. And he felt nothing for the little rats. So what did he do? Whatever it took to survive of course. One of them ingested poison, another drown, and the final one burned alive. But who wouldn’t have done something like that when there is nothing left in them but wretchedness and hate?
You look a little pale, Engineer. Feeling a little sick, hm?
The man disappeared from the public eye, like all lovely killers do. And what has he become today? A romantic character? A folk tale to tell the children? Your little toy loves the story. I wonder what he would think if I told him the truth to it?
Oh ho ho, the way you struggle…
I think you know how this story ends, hm?
I’ll let you in on a little secret, Engineer.
…I am that man.
Hm, but you already knew about that, didn’t you?
What gave it away? My little smirk? My cigarette? Or was it that while I told your runt this, he was sucking me off?
Oh Engineer, I love it when you are angry. But what are you going to do? You tell him you know, it means that he knows you do these things with me. Who would be more embarrassed by this? Him, for a quick blow? Or you, for admitting what you like to do best?
You see, Engineer, make a wrong move against me, and your little secret gets exposed, if I don’t feel like making an example of your flesh…
...good to know we see eye to eye.
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