Post by TFP on Aug 28, 2007 22:02:05 GMT -4
Davidson throws himself down onto the ground, dodging the wooden crate. It flies past him and smashes on the concrete floor a few meters away from where he’s at and he stares at it as it is still mostly in one piece with the exception of a floor boards broken and splinters all over the place. Surely if it had hit him, the thing would have been in one whole piece, but it would have left bones in his face such as his nose, jaw and other parts shattered in half a dozen pieces. Knocking his own self down was the risk he was willing to take. He’d much rather have skinned knees and scratched arms over a broken facial structure.
Nic stands where he’s at and with his hands on his hips, he watches as Davidson struggles to get to his feet. Once he’s up, he glares into Dangerously’s eyes and makes a stupid decision by running at him. Only able to laugh at the pathetic attempt that Davidson is making to beat him up, Nic allows Davidson to come in his direction. He’s hands are tied behind his back and only his feet are free. What more can he do other than kick and bite? Nothing, that’s what. When Davidson gets near, he goes to shoulder tackle Dangerously, but Nic steps out of the way and grabs the back of his neck, then throws him into the steel wall of the old warehouse. Davidson stumbles back, almost tripping, so Nic sticks his foot out and the Feature Presentations falls onto the ground.
“Why don’t you just give up? What’s going to happen to you is inevitable, anyways. It’s fate, Davidson… you should just learn to accept it for what it is and you shouldn’t fight it… no… just relax with ease and then everything for you will be back to normal.”
“I’ve already got back to normal a couple of weeks ago. I don’t need you knocking me off of the wagon. I’m pure, I’m clean… the addiction was hard enough to overcome, Nic, and I don’t want somebody like you to fuck with my accomplishment. It was hard enough to get off of it, I don’t want to go through the struggles of getting off of it again.”
“So why bother getting off of it if it pains you so much? Just continue to use it, you were a happier person on the stuff… weren’t you? I mean, that’s what you were saying in the interview with Matt Green the other week, but you decided that it was time to get off of it and take the medication.”
“So what if I was? It doesn’t mean that it’s right to do it…”
“Trust me, you want it… and I’ll be the friend who will provide your orders.”
“I’m happier without it…”
“I don’t think, so just stop it with your lying, it’s annoying me.”
Nic kicks Davidson in the ribs and he coughs up, then spits saliva on the floor that has been built up in his mouth from the excessive breathing to get his breath back. Nic kneels over and holds the needle by the end, then he starts to wave it back and forth in front of his eyes. Davidson glares at Nic and shakes his head, but the Paradigm chuckles. Sef comes over to the two and stands there, observing.
“So did you stick him with the crack yet?”
“It’s heroin, Sef.”
“Whatever, same thing.”
“No, it isn’t. Crack is something that you snort and heroin you simply inject.”
Sef shrugs and walks away since he has been proved wrong by Nic. Dangerously looks back over at Davidson and grabs the rope that binds his hands together. He yanks him to his feet and takes him to a crate where he sits him on. Nic lays Davidson’s back on the crates behind him, but he sits up quickly and kicks Dangerously in the stomach, sending him back. Nic walks forward and Davidson kicks another foot at his arms, sending the syringe out of his grasps where the glass shatters on the floor.
Nic stands in silence and looks down at the mess on the concrete floor, then he looks over at Davidson, grinding his teeth. He walks over to him and as the Feature Presentation tries to kick, Dangerously grabs his foot and jerks him in his direction, causing him to fall flat on his back directly on top of the concrete floor. Davidson moans and Nic gets down, clutching his throat, breathing heavily.
“You’re just trying to be a little bastard, aren’t ya? Huh? Well, don’t you worry… I know something that will put an end to your squirming so that you can’t escape from what you deserve to get.”
The Paradigm gets to his feet and reaches for a thick rope that lies on the ground. He ties it around Davidson’s feet and makes sure that it’s good enough to support any kind of weight. He grabs his feet and drags him to the centre of the warehouse, then gets Sef to pull a lever that’s on the wall. The roaring of a machine in the ceiling is heard and the rattle of steel-chains echo off of the empty walls. A metal hook slowly descends from the ceiling and comes to about Nic’s waist, then it stops. Grabbing Davidson’s feet, he raises him up a little bit and places the hook through the rope, then wraps it around the chain to lock it. He nods at Sef and he starts to rise the Feature Presentation until his head is an inch or two above Nic’s. Upside down, Davidson wrestles with the ropes and chains, but he can’t. He’s not strong enough.
“Hey Nic, should we raise him to the top of the depot and cut the chain so he falls onto the ground? It’ll be fun, plus I can get it on video, I saw a camcorder in your Explorer.”
“We’re not trying to kill him, Sef. Idiot. I already told you the plan beforehand, we’re trying to BREAK him… do you have any idea what break means or do I have to explain it to you?”
“Naw…”
“All right, I’ll be back in a few seconds… I have to refill a syringe because dickhead over here broke the last one.”
Nic starts to walk away, but he comes back and stares at Davidson. The Feature Presentation spits in the Paradigm’s face, showing how much he hates him for doing whatever he is going to do. Nic retaliates by punching him in the side of the face, spinning him in mid-air from the impact. Davidson sways back and forth on the chain and Nic goes to get another syringe full of heroin.
Nic stands where he’s at and with his hands on his hips, he watches as Davidson struggles to get to his feet. Once he’s up, he glares into Dangerously’s eyes and makes a stupid decision by running at him. Only able to laugh at the pathetic attempt that Davidson is making to beat him up, Nic allows Davidson to come in his direction. He’s hands are tied behind his back and only his feet are free. What more can he do other than kick and bite? Nothing, that’s what. When Davidson gets near, he goes to shoulder tackle Dangerously, but Nic steps out of the way and grabs the back of his neck, then throws him into the steel wall of the old warehouse. Davidson stumbles back, almost tripping, so Nic sticks his foot out and the Feature Presentations falls onto the ground.
“Why don’t you just give up? What’s going to happen to you is inevitable, anyways. It’s fate, Davidson… you should just learn to accept it for what it is and you shouldn’t fight it… no… just relax with ease and then everything for you will be back to normal.”
“I’ve already got back to normal a couple of weeks ago. I don’t need you knocking me off of the wagon. I’m pure, I’m clean… the addiction was hard enough to overcome, Nic, and I don’t want somebody like you to fuck with my accomplishment. It was hard enough to get off of it, I don’t want to go through the struggles of getting off of it again.”
“So why bother getting off of it if it pains you so much? Just continue to use it, you were a happier person on the stuff… weren’t you? I mean, that’s what you were saying in the interview with Matt Green the other week, but you decided that it was time to get off of it and take the medication.”
“So what if I was? It doesn’t mean that it’s right to do it…”
“Trust me, you want it… and I’ll be the friend who will provide your orders.”
“I’m happier without it…”
“I don’t think, so just stop it with your lying, it’s annoying me.”
Nic kicks Davidson in the ribs and he coughs up, then spits saliva on the floor that has been built up in his mouth from the excessive breathing to get his breath back. Nic kneels over and holds the needle by the end, then he starts to wave it back and forth in front of his eyes. Davidson glares at Nic and shakes his head, but the Paradigm chuckles. Sef comes over to the two and stands there, observing.
“So did you stick him with the crack yet?”
“It’s heroin, Sef.”
“Whatever, same thing.”
“No, it isn’t. Crack is something that you snort and heroin you simply inject.”
Sef shrugs and walks away since he has been proved wrong by Nic. Dangerously looks back over at Davidson and grabs the rope that binds his hands together. He yanks him to his feet and takes him to a crate where he sits him on. Nic lays Davidson’s back on the crates behind him, but he sits up quickly and kicks Dangerously in the stomach, sending him back. Nic walks forward and Davidson kicks another foot at his arms, sending the syringe out of his grasps where the glass shatters on the floor.
Nic stands in silence and looks down at the mess on the concrete floor, then he looks over at Davidson, grinding his teeth. He walks over to him and as the Feature Presentation tries to kick, Dangerously grabs his foot and jerks him in his direction, causing him to fall flat on his back directly on top of the concrete floor. Davidson moans and Nic gets down, clutching his throat, breathing heavily.
“You’re just trying to be a little bastard, aren’t ya? Huh? Well, don’t you worry… I know something that will put an end to your squirming so that you can’t escape from what you deserve to get.”
The Paradigm gets to his feet and reaches for a thick rope that lies on the ground. He ties it around Davidson’s feet and makes sure that it’s good enough to support any kind of weight. He grabs his feet and drags him to the centre of the warehouse, then gets Sef to pull a lever that’s on the wall. The roaring of a machine in the ceiling is heard and the rattle of steel-chains echo off of the empty walls. A metal hook slowly descends from the ceiling and comes to about Nic’s waist, then it stops. Grabbing Davidson’s feet, he raises him up a little bit and places the hook through the rope, then wraps it around the chain to lock it. He nods at Sef and he starts to rise the Feature Presentation until his head is an inch or two above Nic’s. Upside down, Davidson wrestles with the ropes and chains, but he can’t. He’s not strong enough.
“Hey Nic, should we raise him to the top of the depot and cut the chain so he falls onto the ground? It’ll be fun, plus I can get it on video, I saw a camcorder in your Explorer.”
“We’re not trying to kill him, Sef. Idiot. I already told you the plan beforehand, we’re trying to BREAK him… do you have any idea what break means or do I have to explain it to you?”
“Naw…”
“All right, I’ll be back in a few seconds… I have to refill a syringe because dickhead over here broke the last one.”
Nic starts to walk away, but he comes back and stares at Davidson. The Feature Presentation spits in the Paradigm’s face, showing how much he hates him for doing whatever he is going to do. Nic retaliates by punching him in the side of the face, spinning him in mid-air from the impact. Davidson sways back and forth on the chain and Nic goes to get another syringe full of heroin.