“Just end this, will you?”, Jeremy yelled out. He didn’t care, anymore. They had his two hands chained and Tupac held a whip
“No way!”, the professor replied, softly. “That’s too straightforward… You took us through too much stress. You’ll have to suffer to get your death wish”
Tupac flogged him on his bare back. His bloodshot eyes stared evilly at Jeremy as he flogged him repeatedly.
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“What is happening? Is he dead?”, Lisa asked.
“No”, the professor said. “He’s just in a deep sleep. He’ll be having nightmares, already”.
“We should do something”, Greg said. “Garullon will probably come in for the Sceptre… we can use it, right?”
“No”, Prof Adkins replied. “We are mere souls, here. Only Jeremy still has a living body. We have to wake him up”
“Well, Garullon’s just out th
