Capítulo 51: A new home
I stood in the empty space of the small warehouse that I had bought. All though I had made what I wanted clear to the estate agents they still managed to make me waste 30 minutes before they started paper work. The small warehouse was 6 metres by six metres with a small room inside it that was 2 metres by 2 metres. The floor was wet for unknown reasons and yet the ceiling was filled with cobwebs and dust.
The floor was also kind of uneven that if someone with high heels walked in they would trip on the floor.
It wasn't a bad place but it needed to be cleaned. The warehouse was in a rough neighbourhood next to a car mechanic and a cleaning agency.
I called for the cleaning agency and they arrived within 10 minutes.
They got to work with me watching.
"So your arms can turn into brooms?" I asked one for he guys as I held back a laugh. He did not bother replying as he continued with his job.
"What about you? You produce hot steam from your body? You, does your mouth turn into a vacuum cleaner?" I let out a loud laugh as I could not contain it anymore when suddenly one of the bald headed men's head turned into a windex bottle.
The cleaners glared at me but they did nothing else other than continue with their jobs. It was hard not to laugh when there were men who could turn parts of their body into cleaning equipment and a woman who produced hot steam from her body.
They were able to get it done within 20 minutes and they stood in front of me for my payment.
I handed the leader of the group 2 thousand dollars. There price was 500 dollars but I had given them a bit more.
"First of many." I said.
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I unloaded my mustang which was filled with equipment that I had bought from a local shop. It was filled with a lot of expensive equipment and equipments that only serial killers would use. There was a petrol can, tasers hooked to a car battery, a meat hook, a hockey mask, a hockey stick, a collection of knives, chlorine and even duct tape among other stuff.
I heard a knocking at the door so I opened it. It was the delivery I had been expecting. Furniture straight from the underground.
The men unloaded all the equipment into the warehouse and set it up for me. I wore my hockey mask the entire team. One of the men walked up to me.
"Where do you want us to place it?" he asked.
I pointed at the small room. The man picked up a chain that was on the floor that had been connected to a glass cage. The glass cage was filled with a bunch of carnivorous ants. There was so many ants in the glass that they covered everything. The ants were all four or five inches which was good for me.
I then paid the movers and closed the metal door. I sat down in the sofa. The warehouse that had been looking so dirty, damp and empty just an hour ago was looking different. This was the power of house transformation.
My floor was covered in several tiger skins rug. My walls were decorated with plagues of several different animal heads. Bears, deers, moose, lions and even a horse.
A 100 inch TV screen was stuck onto the wall that was in front of me. A glass aquarium filled with several fish, a giant chandelier, a fridge, an experts potion making set and a giant bed in the corner of the warehouse decorated the place.
All of this surprisingly had taken only 2 hours.
I waited for 30 minutes which quickly passed by as I spent it just playing a video game on the giant TV screen with my console. It was called a soul console. I had no idea why but I did not care. The graphics, animation and fluidity of movement on this console was as smooth as water.
I recieved a call which I quickly picked up.
"Where do you want them?" the voice came.
"I'll text you the address." I said. I texted it and hang up.
Only 10 minutes passed and I heard a knock on my door. I slid the giant metal door open. A white van was outside. The man who was driving the car beeped the horn and I motioned my arm for him to come inside.
He pulled the van inside next to my mustang and I closed the door behind him. The man got out of the van and I saw him in his full figure. He was a tall man wearing a suit and tactical face mask. He wore well polished black shoes and black gloves. He held a black pistol with a silencer attached to it.
He opened the back of the van and revealed the inside of the van. I smiled as I saw it. My joy knew no bounds. Inside the van was the two Biloki brothers. Both the elder and younger. They were in nothing but their under pants. Their body and face had several bruises and cuts.
"They are just knocked out, they are alive." the man said. I reached into my pocket and handed him an envelope. He opened it and checked the contents before putting it in his breast pocket. He unloaded the two brothers of his van and he helped me move them into the room that was contained the ants in the glass cage. The room also contained several torture devices such as the rack, a Spanish donkey and even an iron maiden. On a table were a set of knives ranging in size. They served different functions such as cleaving, skinning and sawing. On the other table was a bunch of women sex toys.
I placed Nor Biloki, the older brother on the Spanish donkey. I tied his hands up and connected it to a chain above him. As for his brother I placed him in a seat and connected a pair of pliers to his nipples. The pliers were connected to car batteries. I lit a candle and placed a metal mouth gag on top of it so that it would be hot to the touch. This was going to be fun....
Well for me at least!
For them?
I had no idea!
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