Creative Writing: The Torture

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The bright light that hangs from the ceiling shines in Jack’s eyes as he is getting injected with medicine. The syringe pierced through Jack's elbow and a great deal of pain seared through his body. Jack had eventually gotten used to this pain after countless of rehabs he endured for the past 30 years. Through the years, Jack has been treated by doctors because of the events that took place on the island and now acts proper and obedient. However, even after these years, Roger is still unbrainwashed and sought revenge. Roger wants to bring Jack’s savagery back and kill Ralph once and for all. Jack is hesitant about the plan, but goes along with the plan because Roger is his friend. Night falls and silence fills the air. Suddenly, Jack …show more content…

The plan was very meticulous and needed to work perfectly. Roger had stolen a hair clip from one of the nurses to pick the lock from the door. Jack started to have flashbacks of his old self. Roger successfully opened the door and stealthily crept up on the night guards. Roger grabbed one of the guards and choked him to death. Roger felt powerful and remembered his nickname “The Torturer”. The exit door swung open and just outside stood another night guard; neck cut open and standing motionless. Roger licked the night guards blood of his knife and had a vengeful smile. Jack stood and felt no regret at all. Jack felt more alive than ever in his past 30 years. It is time to find and kill …show more content…

Ring! Ralph urgently picks up the phone.
“Ralph please help me, Roger killed Sam and he will kill me next if you do not come”, Eric cries. Then came the voice of Roger.
“Hey I heard you are looking for me, come to the forest near the asylum or else you will never feel happiness again”. The phone comes to a dead silence.
Ralph grabs his gun, flashlight, and thinks about his past of being a murderer. Ralph tries to once again ignore the truth and decides to rescue Eric. The sky is dark, the air is crisp and the smell of corpses seems to match the dead flowers that lay in the path front of him. Ralph took out his gun and walked slowly to the forest. Just then, he noticed a red trail of blood imbedded within the cement. The trail was faint and Ralph took out his flashlight. Everything in Ralph’s mind had shattered at the sight of Sam’s head on a stick. His ghastly face and bulging eyes reminded Ralph the horrors of the murders from the island.
Suddenly, Roger comes out from the shadows and creeps up behind Ralph and knocks him out with a stick. Jack walks out with a sly smile carrying a long stick sharpened at both