Wills chains had to be changed again because amount of weight he had lost. His stomach growled loudly. He whimpered, he knew what was coming. The Creature ripped his baggy t-shirt exposing his back. The whip cracked against his bare back. Laughter. Crack. Laughter. Crack. Laughter. Crack, crack, crack, crack. Blood. The Creature lingered over Will.
"Make no sound, Will! Only respond when you are spoken to. Got it?" It screeched in his ear.
Will nodded slowly. The whip came down, hard.
"Respond with your voice or I'll take that from you as well!"
"Sorry, I will do better next time."
Will had to endure the voices of despair in silence. If a whimper or a scream left his mouth he would be punished.
When a tear left Wills eye the Creature burnt him. As the flames bit at him he wondered if that would set him free. Being blind was like being half way between the worlds of the living and the dead. But he survived the harsh flames and only his arms, back and legs were burnt. His legs and arms quickly healed but on his back he was left with swirls that the flames had made.
"Why didnt you let the flames kill you?"
Will was given back his sight briefly so he could see the "niceness" of the Creature. The Creature had prepared a banquet for Will. Will gasped when he saw the food. His mouth watered. The Creature grabbed Will by his chained throat.
"You made a sound?" It growled.
"No." Will looked longling at the food.
"You disgusting vermin! I was ready to give you this and you lie to me! Filthy, putrid pig!"
Will was taken away and was strapped down on a wooden chair in a horse shed. The Creature held a hot branding iron. Will squirmed and struggled to get away but it did nothing. The Creature branded Will left hand and his right forearm with a 'H'. Will screamed as the iron sizzled against his skin.
The Creature pulled Will by the rusted chain around his neck back into the banquet room. The food of luxury had been replaced with meat grizzle and scraps of vegetables. The creature forced Will onto his knees in front of the food scraps. The Creature slowly and proudly strutted to its throne and sat down. It laughed as Will grovelled at his feet as he ate for the first time in weeks. The Creature dangled the puppet of Nico in front of Will.
"So, Will...tell me what you are." It chuckled darkly.
"A disgusting pig." Will murmured.
"That's right! And where shall you forever be?"
"Right here, underneath you."
"You've learnt." It said with fake surprise, "I didn't know pigs could learn."
The Creature rose and walked out of Will's field of vision. Will dearnt look up out of fear of the creature abusing him.
It came back and lifted Will's head. It forced his mouth open and poured a dark liquid in. It tasted like Chlorine and Sulfur. Will swallowed, he didn't want to find out what would happen if he had spat. He felt the liquid run down his esophagus into his stomach. He felt blood rising to his head. His vision went spotted. He retched and gagged. He then finally emptied the contents of his stomach onto the floor. He felt the Creature kick him but he was too tired to care. He felt something burn against his bottom lip. He looked down and caught a glimpse of a needle and thread. The Creature stood back and marveled at his work.
"Now I can get some peace and quiet." It said, strutting back to its throne.
Wills shaking hands slowly moved up to his mouth. He felt the stitches that zig-zagged from his bottom lip to his top. He slowly lifted the hand that had been touching his mouth and raised it to the Creature. He took down his index finger, then his ring finger, then finally his pinky. A small smile of satisfaction crept onto Wills face. He then collapsed from exhaustion.