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The Traveler never liked preying on victims during the day, but with David’s expertise in disguises, they were able to run into town. They also needed a few supplies and were low on gas. While at the hardware store, they also purchased some drain cleaner. David's new friend had a trick on debilitating a potential victim. Plus, The Traveler wanted to get back at Heather for leaving burning bags of shit on his porch.
"We put a pouch of drain cleaner in a plastic bottle with just a small amount of water. When the person picks it up, it creates a small explosion. I don’t use enough Drano to hurt them, but enough to disorient them so that I can move in. I already have my next prisoner picked out. I believe you will enjoy this next one, it is a female." The Traveler knew David was getting sexually frustrated. He could take out his frustrations on Heather.
They sat outside of Heather Vaughn’s house and watched as she opened her front door and walked out onto her porch. She saw the old bottle of soda next to the paper and grabbed it from the bottom. Before Heather fully understood what was happening, a small explosion occurred.
The Traveler moved in quickly and knocked her out with chloroform before she could wake up the whole neighborhood with her screaming. "This was a lot better than all those burning bags of dog shit you would leave on my front porch, don’t you think? You should have been nicer to me."
Heather didn’t hear a word he said. She was already out.
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HEATHER SLOWLY WOKE up. She felt as if she had been hit by an 18-wheeler. Her eyes burned like crazy and she was having a difficult time seeing anything. Everything was one big blur. Her arms were restrained to the wall. The air was cool and damp against her skin. What was happening? Why was she shackled and naked?
She desperately pulled at the restraints. She felt a ray of hope grow in her heart when the screws holding the shackles to the wall gave some. Maybe if she just pulled a little harder.
She heard footsteps and someone talking. Her heart sank.
“Heather, do you remember in elementary school when you and your friends used to pick on me, always calling me short. Maybe the real reason was that you were just self-conscious and always wanted to be taller. I’m going to give you the chance to actually be taller, and slimmer.”
“Let’s get her on the rack and start off by stretching her body. While she is being stretched, I can toy with her." It had been a while since David had had sex and he was about to burst with need.
“You were a very, bad girl and need to be punished.” She tried to block out his voice. A tiny whimper escaped her. She despised showing him any kind of weakness.
Heather felt the pain coming at her from all directions. Besides being slowly stretched, each man was torturing her in some way. While one man raped her with so much force that she feared she would split in half, the other man entertained himself by choking or cutting her.
The pain dulled her mind. She could hardly think clearly at all now. Her tormentor stared down at her with such a menacing glare. Hate seemed to exude from him.
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THE PAIN AND INDIGNATION from his childhood boiled over inside him. David was teaching him how to channel that pent up rage into the torture of the victims. The Traveler decided to let the rage guide him. He tuned out the screams as David repeatedly raped her. Hell, it didn’t even bother him that David had joined in and they were both torturing her at the same time.
The Traveler finally felt superior to those in this town. Now, who should their next victim be?
David pulled out his journal to update today’s entries.