AHHHH AHHHHH AHHHHH PLEASSS…Before Blake Peters could shriek his last pleas, the thick blood flooded his dry mouth and the smell of led filled his nostrils. The warm liquid ran down his bruised chin and onto his sweat stained plaid shirt. He almost choked at the sight and feel of his own blood.
One by one each tooth was extracted with toolbox pliers as foggy thoughts surfaced, “Wait…what was that sound? What the hell…!”
The sound of an electric drill rattled and rang out in his ears. He tried to break free from the restraints, but the leather straps dug into his wrists leaving thick burn marks.
Each tooth was torn from his mouth with the pliers as the masked man drilled into each empty socket until he was satisfied.
Pain ran through his body like an electric bolt striking his mouth over and over like an insane person waving their hand over a burning stove to see if it’s hot.
The masked man turned his back before saying, “Your screams are distracting me…and that was just the warm up.”
There was no way he could break free from this hell hole of a dungeon.
“How did I get here? What did I do to deserve this? Will I live…?
As Blake’s last thought faded, the dentist used the pliers to grip down on his tongue before ripping it off. The only thing left was a bloody flimsy fold.
The dentist chuckled in delight as Blake slumped down in the chair.
What seemed like an hour, Blake’s eyes bucked wide open as he panted and breathed heavily after five minutes.
“Did you think I was going to let you miss the show?”
The dentist gave him an IV of adrenaline to bring him back half way conscious.
Blake looked over at the dingy mirror in the corner and to his horror, his tongue was missing. He tried to scream and talk but it was a lost effort.
While Blake still stared at his sunken and bruised face, the dentist pried his mouth open with a metal device.
“Since you like to watch yourself, watch this Mr. Peters…Ha!”
He poured alcohol down his throat and gazed in amusement as Blake winched and jerked in pure agony as the stinging and burning pushed his pain threshold to unimaginable heights.
“Now that your mouth is clean and pure Mr. Peters, we can start the procedure.”
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