“I can’t really say, I went to bed as soon as I got home and left before anyone else got up. Professor Nelson took a long drag from his cigarette, accelerating the ember tip to the point where ash was falling off the end like rain. With the hood of the car painted red with blood from her destroyed chest, the woman silently sobbed as she felt Jason penetrate her anus, sodomizing her without a shred of mercy or humanity. Feeling all the courage he had burned with just seconds ago vanish at the sight of his blood, Jason screamed in pain as the inmate’s teeth cut through his flesh. “Come on, get up, slut! One of the cooks from the kitchen turned to me and said that, then used a knife to cut open his torso. The cheeks, nose, and eyelids of the face had been removed, with the jaws sewn shut and somehow fixed in a permanent grin. However—” The ringing of Professor Nelson’s phone broke the conversation. The only silver linings to this were
