“Great opportunities come up all the time!
You just have to be on the lookout for the right windows”
I was frozen with fear and time seemed to freeze with me. The next few seconds seemed to take twenty minutes; I was desperate to turn and run but was stuck to the ground like someone had hammered nails into each of my feet.
The man in the middle was the biggest, he looked like a world wrestling champion, with biceps as wide as my chest, which were busting out of a skin tight yellow t-shirt. He seemed like the leader of this group, and he was the first to talk, actually it was more like screaming, only with a deep booming voice, “T h a t s m y f u c k i n g s i s t e r y o u f u c k i n g p e r v e r t !” he yelled at me as the four of them charged towards me.
Then in super slow motion, he raised a big chunk of wood from his side to high above his enormous shoulders. Then slowly started to swing it towards me. I still couldn’t move. I could see it coming towards me clearly, a thick whitish square piece of wood about twice as think as a baseball bat, but just as long, and alarmingly with two nails protruding from the end. I could see them clear enough to see the rust on the sharp points, yet I just couldn’t move out of the way.
Suddenly someone switched off super slow motion and turned on fast forward. The piece of wood flew towards me at a thousand miles an hour and smashed hard into the side of my face. The force of it was so strong that I flew over and hit the ground so hard it felt like I had been dropped from a plane. Then all three of them started to kick me over and over again. They pummeled me all over, my head, my arms, my stomach, my legs, and most painfully my reproductive areas.
Over and over and over and over and over! I lost all the breath from my lungs quickly and couldn’t shout out. I just let out howling squeals like a piglet being used as a soccer ball. The pain was so overwhelming and consumed me so much I couldn’t even fight enough to raise my arms to cover my face. I just lay there limply being beaten like a piece of meat at the butchers under the hammer, being tendered up for some fat rich bastard. Finally they stopped.
At least that’s what I was thinking when the blows suddenly came to a halt. Instead they all stood over me yelling angry, angry rants, although I couldn’t make out what any of them were saying, my ears were ringing loudly, like I was trapped in a church bell tower, from the numerous kicks which had all but crushed in the side of my head.
Then I saw the main guy lifting the wooden bar high above his head again. He then lowered it down on my face using all the might he could muster. Then again! Then again! Then again! Then blackness.