The pain, the sensation of getting hurt thats what I felt as Alistair carve his way through my body making small to large incisions tearing through my entire being as i tried to resist the urge to cry out in pain and scream out in mercy, i will not give Alastair what he wants, he may be able to break other people easily but I'm one tough nut to crack and its not going to stop there today.
''You're proving difficult to break i see Mr Simmons, well i have all the time in the world and you're not really going anywhere now are you.'' Alastair taunted as he brought the sharp blade across my cheek without cutting my cheek as he chuckled to himself.
''I told you it won't work so you try all you want it will be years before i succumb to your torture'' i said while smiling in a mocking way and with that Alastair made a deep incision into my chest between the ribs causing me to cough some blood come out of my mouth and staining my teeth and dripping down my mouth to my neck.
''Don't taunt me human, your arrogance with be your downfall, so dont get cocky and maybe i will make your torture more interesting to do'' Alastair said with anger present on his face from failing to force me to beg him to stop the torture. I started coughing some more ''no never, you may break other people but it wont work on me'' i breathed deeply to ease my rapidly beating hard from the shock of being stabbed close to a vital organ and Alastair seemed to notice my discomfort and a smile was plastered on his face once again.
''ah i seem to have hit the right spot, some much for not breaking you i will mutilate you till you want me to stop'' and with that he proceeded to stab and cutter deeper than ever than before slowly to make it more agonizing and I couldn't stand the intense pain i was feeling as he carved into my very bones leaving marks and patterns like he was sculptor chipping away at stone.
I could take it anymore as more blood oozes out from my deep wounds and spurting out of my mouth and eventually i was going to go insane from the never ending pain, screaming out in pain ''ahhhhhhhhhh'' as they echoed through out the room as he continued his assault before I fell unconscious from the amount of blood that i was losing.
''you cant fall asleep yet, there is still a lot more pain and suffering for you to absorb'' as he gripped my jaw with his gloved hand as he turned my face to look towards his own as he clicked his fingers in front of my face. eventually i slipped back into consciousness still groaning in pain then suddenly he carving into my eye socket causing me to jerk uncontrollably as he held me down to continue his work, i soon lost sight in my right eye as the blood blocked my view as it dripped down to the floor then he carved his way into the other eye until i could not see as he continued to carve away at my face.
The way he stabbed and carved his way through my body felt like he was attacking my very soul, which is not affected by any attacks inflicted on my physical form, for example if you were born without an arm or a leg but when you die your soul with have that missing arm and leg and remain in its proper form upon death. thats how humans were considered perfect beings minus the fact of any infliction they may have got when they were born or gained during their life time.
But his knife felt like it was killing every part of my soul that was inflicted by Alastair would damage my very own soul until it could not be reconised but as something completely more horrifying than death itself.