A spray of blood across the cold concrete floor...the satisfying pop of the larynx slicing open filling the silent air. A gurgled scream filled the room as the man struggled to get air into his blood-filled lungs. As the man lay there dying, a cloaked figure stood over them with a knife in their bloodied hands. Their face was covered by aviator goggles and a pale yellow scarf.
"Wh...o...?" the man tried to force out, but it only camr out as a wet gurgle.
The figure chuckled, then pulled the goggles and scarf away. The man's eyes widened in a mix of shock and fear.
"Y...ou..."
The figure gave him a blank look. "I don't enjoy watching you die, but I wanted my face to be the last thing you see before you burn in hell for your cruelty and monsterous activities...you kidnapped and locked up unwilling victims, abused and exploited them...so burn in hell...you bawbag."
The last word stuck in his head as the light left his eyes and died on the cold floor...
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