John had a sadistic smile as He gripped the dusty chains and pulled them hearing the small clinking of the chains as he raised the unconscious man higher until his feet were dangling off the ground.He was still in his demonic form his wings held tightly against his back. He slowly walked over to the man and slapped him in the face while poking his mind waking the man up. The man woke up his eyes wide and his body trembling.<br/><br/>"What the hell is this?! Why the fuck am I tied up like this you creepy fuck?!" Chris screamed at the top of his lungs at John, fear and anger mixing across his face. John just smiled at him and stretched his wings a bit and held up his knife testing the edge on his thumb.<br/><br/>"Oh this is most definitely not hell though you will be going there soon enough. Hell lasts much longer than this. As for why I tied you up I find it is easier to torture and kill people when they can't fight back or try and escape." John spoke in a normal tone as he lightly slid the blade against the mans cheek the sharp blade cleanly slicing through the skin letting bright red blood spill out and run down his face. Chris shook against the pain all anger gone replaced by the terror that gripped him tightly. John started slicing off part of Chris's cheek relishing the blood and screams of the man as pain filled his body.<br/><br/>"You fucking piece of shit let me go. I swear I won't tell anyone about you just let me go." Chris screamed at John as His other cheek was cut off. John smiled at Chris.<br/><br/>"Oh you promise you won't tell anyone. But right now you are thinking of grabbing my knife and and slicing my throat. Though I guess that wouldn't be telling anyone about me." John smiled at Chris and poured water on his hand and then sprinkled salt all over it. John kept the sadistic smile on his face as he held up his hand and waved it at Chris before slapping him hard against his raw cheek.<br/><br/>"Let me just say that cutting my throat wouldn't work." John gripped Chris's mind and forced him to keep his eyes open as John lifted the knife to his throat and slashed it watching through Chris's eyes as the skin parted and blood gushed out spraying onto Chris. Chris smiled as he saw his neck start to heal almost automatically.<br/><br/>"See it wouldn't help you. You know your life would have been much better if you hadn't become your father." John smiled as he slid the blade against Chris's left arm. Chris shook in anger at the mention of his father and shook against the chains.<br/><br/>"How dare you compare me to my father you piece of shit. I am nothing like that bastard." Chris yelled at the top of his voice spitting at John.<br/><br/>"Oh is that so? Let us see your father controlled people through violence and fear. You control people through fear and violence for a living. Kinda kicking it up a notch aren't you. Your father was a drunk, you are a drunk and you smoke. You know smoking will kill you right." John shook the knife in front of Chris's face accusingly.<br/><br/>"Your father terrorized you, your mother, and your sister. You terrorize multiple people a night. Your father worked a honest job. You steal. Oh my mistake your right you aren't your father." John sliced through Chris's clothes and then placed the knife on his bare chest. Leaning close John stared Chris in the eyes and whispered.<br/><br/>"You are worse then your father ever was." John punctuated this by stabbing him in the liver. slowly pulling the knife out.<br/><br/>"I assume you have about an hour left to live. I missed the main artery." John smiled as he began to cut Strips of flesh off of Chris. Chris just sagged their crying all of his anger draining out of him as he fell into the realization that John was right. Chris was worse then his father. John smiled as he listened into Chris's chaotic storm of self loathing and pity swirl around in his head. John smiled at the completely defeated man.<br/><br/>"Well I would be lying if I said I was glad it is already over. But it isn't fun to torture a dead piece of shit." John smiled as he leaned close to Chris and opened his mouth wide watching as the mans soul flowed out of him and into John. John smiled as he stabbed the man in the heart and watched him die his eyes slowly glazing over and his blood stop gushing.<br/><br/>"Well what do you know I guess smoking doesn't kill you... I do." John laughed at his own horrible joke as he strode out of the abandoned gas station and stretched his wings in the night. He had been torturing Chris for a full day. John jumped into the air and flapped his wings quickly gaining altitude angling off towards the beach.