Beneath the Pendulum - Flesh Consumed

Strapped to the chopping block, my victims gains consciousness

She screams in terror as the pendulum swings above her

Five feet across and fifteen feet high, a contraption forged with meticulous

perfection

Swaying back and forth in metronomic momentum

Taunting the victim, steel shimmers under halogen lighting

Hypnotized by the blade in motion, I commence the torture

Convulsing rapidly, she struggles to escape her shackles to no prevail

Tears stream from the ducts of her vacant wide eyes

Epinephrine hits my bloodstream;

thee high of taking a human life is euphoric

An increase of dopamine and serotonin creates complete ecstasy

The blade slices through layers of skin and flesh

It continues to excoriate the wound until I lower it farther

Her voice cracks as she frantically pleads for her life

The pendulum rips through her intestines and spine

Slowly slicing the human in two

The lower extremities and pelvis are

Detached from the rest of the body

Blood drains from the segmented torso

The body twitches post-mortally in a pool of blood and entrails