Make Them Suffer (Snuff Obscenity) Pt. 2

Before you see the light, you must die

-Slayer, South of Heaven

It has been well over two hours since RJ and Heathers ordeal with Jack, since then he mostly sat in his chair by his desk, he was reading a book, three actually stood on top of each other at his desk. They couldn't see the title but Jack then started to read aloud.

"Then God said, 'Let us make man in our image, in our likeness, and let them rule over the fish of the sea and the birds in the air, over the livestock, over all the earth, and over all the creatures that move along the ground.'"

He then sighed and closed the Holy Bible, then he looked at the creatures he ruled over.

"You know I'm your god, I hold your lives in my hands…" They paid no attention to him.

"Do you HEAR ME? ARE YOU FUCKING DEAF?" he shouted and rattled the cages in frustration, this upset Stella quite a bit.

"Sounds like someone needs a woman in his life." she said in a mocking tone.

"For your information…I did have one…but she betrayed me. But I'll always have her close to me."

He walked to a crowded closet next to the bookcase.

"They all stay with me."

A smile came to his face, "And you'll all stay with me too."

He opened the closet, and dozens of gray naked corpses burst out of the room, they were hideously skinny and looked like skeletons with leathery skin, their jaws were frozen open as if fear was still something they could feel. They all began to whimper.

"I still hear their screams…why won't they LEAVE ME ALONE!?" he shouted, he ran and grabbed RJ out of his cage.

"Why do they do this to me?" he talked in a low tone. "You better not do the same." Just as he was going to put him back, his doorbell rang…and Jack smiled.

"…a visitor." he took RJ with him upstairs and headed toward his door, he carefully turned the doorknob and opened it to be greeted by a real-estate agent.

"Good Morning sir, my names Myrtle King and I would like to talk to you about a fabulous offer about houses around the area."

"Yes…please come in."

She walked into the filthy room and sat on the old torn couch.

"Please excuse the mess, can I get you a cup of coffee?" she agreed and thanked him.

He walked into the kitchen and brewed some coffee; he paid no attention to her rambling and paid more attention to the coffee. As it was done he poured some in a cup but put a tiny silver orb into the coffee. He walked over and offered her the cup.

"Is there anyone else in with you?" she sipped the liquid, and out of curiosity she asked what flavor it was, Jack simply chuckled and said "Almond".

"Anyway…is there." she said feeling a little queasy, her vision became obscure and distorted.

"No…only you."

Suddenly she started to gag violently and started vomiting, blood and gooey bile came pouring out her mouth until she dropped dead on the floor.

"What did you do to her!?" RJ said in a frightened and angry tone.

"Cyanide…simple as that, you know…that reminds me of some videos of mine."

"Videos…?"

"Yes, home made snuff films if you will."

Jack walked back down to the basement room, still holding RJ, and started to rummage through the closet of corpses.

"Now I know that there here somewhere, I never could keep track of-Oh…here they are."

He brought out 4 VHS tapes, old dusty cracked ones. He set them aside and put RJ back into the cage with Hammy, when he did he started to walk back upstairs.

"I forgot her body." he said as he walked up the creaky stairs, everybody felt the silence fill up the room but not for long when they heard the muffled sounds of an object being dragged, the door crashed open and he threw the body down the stairs, it flailed and rolled down the stairs.

He picked up the body and looked at the blood and vomit all over her mouth and clothes.

"How disgusting." he said as he immediately stripped her naked.

They starred in horror as he took two hooks and forced them through the ankles and suspended her body, he then grabbed a hunting knife and stabbed her lowed abdomen and sliced down to her breast. Doing so an ocean of blood and guts spilled onto the floor and splashed all over Jack's pants and the bottom half of his white shirt, he turned around when he heard the porcupine kids crying.

"Awww, don't worry, I only do this to humans…not animals, besides I feel like watching my movies again, I haven't seen them in ages."

He walked over to his desk with a small TV with a built in video player, and popped in the first VHS.

It first gave off static but then turned into a clear picture, there was a man standing in the middle of the room, but his hands were hooked and he was sobbing.

"C-come on man, I haven't done shit to you…what the fuck…what the FUCK."

He screamed at Jack who was starring at him with a smile on his face, he simply walked around him, stabbing around him with a small knife as he yelled out in anguish.

"AAARRGGHH…..p-please…just l-let me go." he choked out.

"Go…is that what you want?" The man nodded, Jack then walked behind him and slit his throat, he choked and gurgled as blood escaped from the slit in his neck, and limped over.

"My God…" Vern said turning more green than usual, Jack then put in the other video.

A grown man wearing a bloodstained suit was chained to a chair, except one hand was free.

"Tell you what, if you take this gun to your head and fire, I'll save you the suffering of a more disturbing death I have planned for you."

Jack handed him a Desert Eagle pistol in his hand.

"N-no…no, come on I've got a wife and kids, PLEASE." he threw the gun across the room which infuriated Jack, he walked over and picked up the gun."

"Fucking people, can't do shit for themselves."

"NO!" but Jack fired the gun as a gung of blood shot out of his head and splattered onto the wall behind him and on the floor.

The video came out, he looked at everyone who was pale and shivering.

"Aw come on, they weren't THAT bad, I thought the quality was good overall, sure it was a bit fuzzy but COME ON!" he slammed his hands on the table startling them, he then he grabbed out Hammy.

"I had my eye on you, you were my favorite from the start."

He fondled him the same way he did Heather, and gave deep sighs, he then threw him on the dissecting table.

"Don't worry…I won't do much."