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THE SAW WAS RUSTED AND DULL, PERFECT FOR PULLING A COPYCAT MOVE FROM HIS FAVORITE MOVIE HOSTILE ALTHOUGH THIS SEEMED TO BE MORE LIKE UNTRACEABLE SINCE THERE WAS A CREEP WATCHING THROUGH THE SECURITY CAMERA AND HE GUESSED THAT THE MORE PAINFUL THE SHOW, THE BETTER.

TONI TOOK THE SAW OVER TO WHERE THE MAN WAS. HIS HEAD HANGING TO HIS BARE CHEST, TONI COULD SEE WISPS OF CHEST HAIR GLISTENING WITH SWEAT. HE KNELT TO THE GROUND THIS TIME, IN FRONT OF THE MAN, AND PLACED THE SAW TO HIS SIDE.

TONI CARESSED HIS LEG, GENTLY RUBBING IT AS IF MASSAGING SPICES ONTO A STEAK. THE MAN SEEMED TO BECOME AROUSED BY THIS AND TONI NOTICED, HOW COULDN'T HE…HIS d**k WAS RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIS FACE! UGH, GOSS… TONI THOUGHT.

DISDAINFULLY, TONI CONTINUED RUBBING THE ANKLE THEN THE FOOT. “MPH”, THE MAN LET OUT A SOFT MOAN - OF COURSE HE WAS GETTING OFF OF THIS, TONI ROLLED EYES SO HARD IT GAVE THEM A HEADACHE. THIS IS REVOLTING FOR OTHER REASONS, TONI THOUGHT TO HIMSELF.

TONI PICKED UP THE SAW AND RUBBED THE BROAD SIDE ALONG THE ARCH OF THE MAN'S FOOT AND ONCE THE COOL METAL TOUCHED HIM, THE MAN CAME - A TRULY TERRIBLE SIGHT FOR TONI AND NOT HIS INTENTIONS AT ALL.

IN A SWIFT MOVEMENT, TONI TOOK THE TEETH OF THE BLADE AND SLICED THROUGH HIS ACHILLES TENDON IN RETALIATION, ALMOST SLICING HIS ANKLE IN HALF. IT TOOK QUITE A BIT OF STRENGTH AS THE SAW WAS VERY DULL; TONI WAS SO DISGUSTED BY WHAT “JOHN” HAD DONE, HE DECIDED TO TAKE THE MAN'S BIG TOE AS A TOKEN. HE SLOWLY SAWED THROUGH SKIN, TISSUE, CARTILAGE, LIGAMENTS, TENDONS, MUSCLE, AND BONE TO GET HIS REWARD BUT HE WAS NOWHERE NEAR DONE YET.

TONI PLACED THE SAW BACK ON THE FLOOR, THIS TIME LETTING THE MAN SCREAM WHILE HE ROOTED AROUND FOR A SPECIFIC TOOL BACK AT THE DESK.

WHILE SEARCHING, HE FOUND SOME TWINE AND MADE A MAKESHIFT NECKLACE WITH THE TOE. TONI ALSO FOUND THE PERFECT TOOLS TO HELP PUNISH THE MAN FOR HIS MISDEED.

TONI PLACED THE NECKLACE AROUND THE MAN'S NECK.

“YOU ARE THE FOULEST HUMAN TRASH I HAVE SEEN. WHO THE f**k CUMS WHILE HAVING A SAW TO THEIR SKIN?”

TONI SPIT ON THE MAN’S FACE THEN KNEELED ONCE AGAIN BY THE DAMAGED FOOT WITH THE SAW ON ONE SIDE AND A HAMMER AND CHISEL ON THE OTHER.

HE BROUGHT THE BLOODY FOOT TO HIS THIGH, BLOOD DRENCING THE JEANS. HE PLACED THE BLADE OF THE CHISEL ON THE ARCH OF FOOT, AND BROUGHT THE HAMMER DOWN AS HARD AS HE COULD. THE CHISEL GOT STUCK IN THE THICK MUSCLE SO TONI HAD TO WIGGLE IT OUT - THIS OF COURSE MADE THIS MAN HOWL - HE THEN MADE A PARALLEL LINE ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE FOOT. TONI THEN MOVED ON TO THE OTHER FOOT AND MADE A MIRROR IMAGE OF WHAT HE HAD JUST DONE. THE MAN FAINTED FROM PAIN SO TONI LET HIM BE, FOR NOW.

TONI THREW THE TOOLS BACK IN THE BOX WITH A LOUD CLANG AND WIPES HIS HANDS OFF WITH THE GREASY RAG. HIS TORN JEANS ARE COVERED IN BLOOD - GROSS BUT HE DOESN’T HAVE A CHOICE BUT TO DEAL WITH IT RIGHT NOW.

WHILE CLEANING OFF HIS HANDS WITH THE RAG, TONI TOOK A DEEP BREATH. HE LOOKED AROUND THE ROOM WHILE PLANNING HIS NEXT MOVE. THE SELVES HAD PRODUCTS LIKE BOXED AND CANNED FOODS, HYGIENE PRODUCTS, CLEANING PRODUCTS, AND BOTTLES OF COLA AND WATER. TONI LOOKED AT THE RAG STILL IN HIS HAND, THE VARIOUS BOTTLES OF LIQUID ON THE SHELVES, THEN THE MAN. TONI HAD A TRULY AWFUL IDEA.