User blog comment:Witnessme/Creepypasta Short Story Contest/@comment-27053366-20151007221708

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He came to with a jolt in a dark room. It was freezing, he couldn't feel his toes. He couldn't move at all actually. Something was holding him down.

“Wha-? What's going on?” he thought fighting against whatever was holding him down. He was so groggy and his head was throbbing. Suddenly a loud thump pierced the silence. More banging sounds echoed throughout the room. Footsteps! Someone was coming!

“Help!”

“Help me please!” He yelled.

“I can't move...where am I?” He pleaded.

If only he could turn his head. It was so dark and the shadow was moving toward him. Suddenly a flash of light bounced across the room. He looked down at his restraints..there weren't any. His blood curdling scream echoed through the room.

His feet were gone..his legs too. Clean up to the knee. He reached to touch them and two stumps moved instead.

“My arms where are my arms?!” He sobbed violently.

"Oh relax, we are almost done "came a voice by his head. A young girl was standing over him, a half smile on her lips. A stabbing pain rushed through his body as she sliced his skin over and over. She stared into his eyes as his blood pooled around his lifeless body dripping into the bucket below him. A man walked out clapping slowly.

“Beautiful, great job honey” he said looking at her work. He helped her clean up the mess and throw the body in a hidden space in the floor. They put a top on the bucket of blood and he carried it up the stairs. “Do I get to make the soup this time, daddy?” She asked as she walked behind him to into the kitchen of the deli.