Monday 14 July 2014

Riddle - Describing An Object

                It sits, gripping hold of its prisoner. Curling round it to make sure it can’t escape. You can see it looking at you, through its one, big, round eye, and you can tell what it is thinking; Watch me while I make this prisoner suffer. Watch me while I watch this prisoner scream. Watch me, while I torture the prisoner before you. Watch me, before you can watch me no more. So you can’t help but watch this hurtful murderer, while it tortures its prisoner ‘till death.
                First, it stretches the frightened victim like an elastic band. Ignoring the screams and the shouts of fear coming from within. It carries on pulling and stretching until finally, the victim is nearly crushed against the wall. Then, without second thoughts, it throws the poor prisoner against the wall, and leaves it there to lie. You can hear the laughs and jeers coming from within this evil monster.
                But alas! This murderer has not finished with its victim on the wall. Finally the murderer pounces upon this victim, so weak, and snatches it up off the wall, leaving a patch of blood lying in its place. The murderer now stretches the victim even further than before, beyond the wall. It then throws the helpless victim to the ground, injuring it even further. Then, without warning, the murderer kicks it so hard it lands outside the prison. But why? Why did it just let the prisoner go? That must be the end of pain and torcher for the now discarded victim…
                Snap! The victim’s gone. Died just then. Snapped in two. Crushed by the murderer’s jaws. They came up and tore the terrified victim to pieces, leaving blood on its horrendous set of teeth. The teeth being sharp as knives.
                That was the prisoner gone. The victim had been killed. But do not think that is the end of the hateful murderer too. Like any good murderer, it needs another victim to capture and lock away. So beware! When you are sleeping tonight, the murderer may be on its way… To tear you up into tiny pieces like the victim it tortured yesterday. 

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