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Twisting Words Around is Such a Cruel Thing to Do

“So who should I move onto next…hmm…Well there are currently 15 other of your kind in this room…ah I know Mr. Dellin,” I heard Dellin’s mind freak, Oh God, what is he going to do to me? Ah! “You Dellin….hm….well you’re just obnoxious,” And the sound of another gunshot rang. “Holy shit! This hurts!” A crash resounded then, Dellin’s chair falling over sideways. He was still alive, “I didn’t know it would hurt this bad. Oh my Jesus,” Dellin grunted.

The rest of us just sat in our chairs helplessly as we listened to Dellin’s agonizing cries. “Had enough Dellin?” Cody asked….almost with pity in his voice.

“No,” Dellin gargled, “I’ll get through it.”
“That’s not what I was asking. You basically just asked for more.” What?_Dellin gasped, _what? His pain….oh god it was agony for me. There was a grotesque thumping when Cody began kicking Dellin. I had enough then, “Stop it!” I screamed, “Stop it! Stop it! Stop!”

It was deathly silent after that. Cody then stated, “Very well. Bree’s turn.”

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