Six-Degrees of Torment

Note: Another Classic pulled from the Kefkism Achieves. Thanks for the inspiration Shx.


Six-Degrees of Torment
-Prologue-

Tis such a shame
When something, as fragile as life
Expires before it time...

Tis such a tragedy
When the life, after is cursed
Due to mortal mistakes...

Tis such woe
To spend eternal life
In a slumber of torture...

-The Curse-

His life was a cruel joke
Feeding on his own pride
And labeling himself above all
It was expected
That this ended his life wrong...

His funeral was sad...
The poor grievers
Woe is Dave, woe is Bast...
Loyal to the end..his last comfort...

His sleep was not long
For he chose to walk the seven roads...
His entrance to hell
One blessing he wished not...

Welcomed by the flames
He was guided by demons
Satan awaited...
To pass judgment...

"I've been waiting for you"
"You a lucky one"
"I shall spare you hell's tortures"
"And i'll grant you six lives.."
"Use them well..."

He hath not known his luck
Was he to be given six chances?
There had to be consiquences...
So thus he turned to question the devil...
Yet his mouth lay silent...

"My dear man..."
"Enjoy your gift"
"To live out your worst fears"
"I'll grant you the best in mortal pain"
"You know where your going"
"It's in your mind"
"Goodbye..."
"We shall meet again"
"Bwahahahahah......."

The laugh echoed...
On and on
His mind went blank
As he forgot his place...

The time of peace was not long...

*Boom*(sorry couldn't think of a better sound effect)
His sleep interupted
By a solder in uniform
"Out." he ordered
Still half awake
He stepped out of the truck
Around his side
Stood many people
In the air,
The scent of a past rain...
He barly stood up
Yet he took in his surroundings
To his ears he heard much noise
Dogs barking
Children crying
People coughing
And a german...giving orders...

He hath noticed the line-up
A row of children,
A row of women,
And a row of men...

Again he was quick to observe more
His surroundings:
The high rising barbed wire fences,
The muddy ground,
And that which made in know his fear...
The sign above...
That spelt:
AUSCHWITZ

Terror struck his mind
And he was alive...

The line thinned quickly
As he noticed the one shouting orders
Sending each man,woman and child...
In their seperate ways...
And as he thought back...
He knew this man...
He studied him in school...
He was the definition of the SADIST...
He was Josef Menegele...

Now the fear overwhelmed him
His heart raced faster
It was too late now
As he was now face to face with the doctor...

Josef stood silent
As he observed his next subject...
Then followed a quick nod
And he was led to the left
He couldn't fight back
He had no strenght
It was here,
Where he entered a room...

-The SIX-Degrees-

The room was closed behind the march of people
And the darkness enclosed...
Children cried out..
And women begged for their lives...
Yet he stood silent...
For the fear was in the air...

A faint hiss was heard...
This is when the group of fifty panicked...
As the gas seeped into the chamber...
He then knew what was coming...
Zyklon...

The gas took its effect quickly
His eyes started to grow heavy...
Followed by his lungs inflaming...
Causing breathing to grow weak...
Panicked by this upcoming feeling
He tryed to escape the encloser
But there was no escape...
His breathing grew heavier
As the gas infested the peoples bodies..
Many fell to the ground around him..
He, himself knew he would be next
and he could feel the blood start to exit his body..
Through its many opening...
Flowed the blood...

To the ground he finally fell
As his mind clouded...
Around him he could hear
The silent screams
And children's dying gasps..
As the rest, fainting into demise...
His last thought...
"God, why?"

-Frozen-

The light came into the chamber
As a group of officers stepped in
The removial of bodies was quick and hasty
As the next herd were to be loaded in
His sleep of death, ended once more
He then gasped to find clean air
His tormented lungs suffered so
How they burned...
The officers took notice
And pulled his body from the already decaying bodies
Out of the pile of the deceased
On their faces
A grim look...

He had survived the gases..
How was this possible
He knew it though
"One life down..."

Dragged out into the deathly daylight
His weak body
Poisoned..
Once again he was introduced...
To the sadist master
"Sir, Josef"
"This one has survived.."

"Interesting..."
"Take him to Herta..."
"Dr.Oberheuser will enjoy his company"
The last words he heard...
Before he blacked out...

*Splash*(Once again i couldn't think of a better sound effect)
The frigid cold awakened him suddenly
To his awareness
A oxygen mask to his face...
And his weakend body...
In a water chamber...
The bitter chill took quick effect..
He heard the Doctor...Herta Oberheuser..
The woman sadist...

"Keep him in there three hours"
and she walked out...
He had wanted to scream..
He was being passed on..
From tormentor, to tormentor...
He hath wanted to scream...
But his lungs were frail..
And his body grew numb....
The cold was all around..
All he could do..
Was stare at the ceiling
In his new frozen grave.....

Enter 1 hour...
His nerves became shot
And his blood vessels narrowed...
His skin grew pale,
Ans he was taken in with the chilling of his limbs..

Enter 2 hours...
He gained conciousness once more
To his dismay he lived yet...
The temperature was below 40
Perhaps -55oC...
He hath spent his last energy...
Feeling the loss of all his senses...
His flesh began to solidify..
Ans his lungs cracked, but slightly..
Internal bleeding..
Stained the chilled water..
His breathing quickened...
Despretly trying to sustain its vital functions...
Cold blood pumped round..
Tearing his insides..
Slicing open veins..
Icicle plasma..
His bodie hath not faired well...
As his heart failed on him..
Round his eyes..surrounds liquid blood..
At 2:55 hours..
He hath died once more...

-Altitude-

The good doctor, Herta Oberheuser
Had ordered the now dead body extracted...
"The ice is forming on the skin tissue."
"Get him out of there.."
"It's time to observe..."

His body was lain upon the table..
Out of his nose..
Poured..red substance..
His now pale white skin..
Torn open..by interal puncturing..
His bones...
Cracked at movement...
What was left of his bodily fluids..
Drained out..and poured to the sides..

Once again he awoke from a death slumber..
"Number 2 he thought..."
Coughing wildly..
He started puking.
Out came more blood..
Tearing open his insides even more..
The blood dripped from the sides of his mouth
Spewing the intoxicated food..he once had inside...
From his bitter excretions...
Scented of the past Zyklon fumes
Reminding him of his first torture...

The doctor broke his thoughts
"He lives yet??"
"Amazing..."
"He is quite the subject"
"Take him to Dr.Clanberg..."
"He will want to see this."

So once again..
This poor man was moved..
Into another room..
Where he met his next executor..
Dr. Clanberg..

"Put him in the altitude chamber.."
"Lets watch him scream.."

He was thrown into the enclosed area..
As he lain on the ground..
His blood poured out still..
If it wasn't this new form of so-called experiment that killed him..
It would be his overall blood loss..

Hence behind him..
The door was closed..
He layed still..
Wondering what his next death would bring..

He began to feel once again..
As if his already broken limbs..
Gave him feeling..
Just so he could feel this new pain..

The pressure around him started to decrease..
This room was designed to mimick high altitudes...
As the room started to air out...
The artificial altitude began to rise...

34 ft..
78 ft...
153 ft...

He started to breath lighter...
For he knew the oxygen was being sucked out
So he tried to prolong his inevitable death...
As the height rapidly grew...

460 ft...
768 ft.....
1054 ft....

He couldn't hold his air anylonger..
As he gasped for air..
It wasn't there...
His air, was being sucked from his lungs now..

1759 ft..
3540 ft...
6434 ft....

The climb grew higher...
Though he was still on the ground...
Laying there...
With a now blank look...

7348 ft...
9100 ft.....
10,234 ft....

Still rising he knew it was over...
Once again..
He'd lose a life....
So easily...

11,265 ft...
14,754 ft..
18,358 ft.....

Now it was upon him...
His lungs drained of oxygen...
A heart that began pumping carbon filled bloodcells..
The disruption of his body started...

23,578 ft...
36,347 ft.....
52,653 ft......

His muscles, already poisoned...
How they begged for air..
The spasms began...
And his heart raced....

78,237 ft..
91,563 ft...
100,000 ft...

The limit of the chamber was reached...
Now he lay..
Dying fast.....
Slipping away.
His own blood began to poison his limbs..
Muscles convulsed...
And his brain lost its senses....
Hence no air ment no blood stream...

His blank stare furthered..
The energy giving blood....
Now poisoned...
Stopped functioning...

Having once again lost his living consiousness
He fell back into the darkness
As once again
His body lay dorment...
Lifeless....

Dr.Clanberg
Looked pleased at his newest victim
"He is strongwilled"
"Poisoned and frozen"
"Most die before 10,000 feet"
"Interesting"
"Guards, dispose of the body"
"Send in the next person.."

-Butchered-

The door opened
The room once again filled with oxygen...
And the two guards approached the body
One grabbed the feet
The other, his shoulders
As they proceeded to exit the room
He breathed life again...

"Why must this continue?"
He thought....

The order was given
And he was taken to block "D"
Where he met Dr.Johann Kiemer..

He had been depraved of oxygen
He had been poisoned
He had been frozen
Yet his heart pumped life...
Satan's bitter curse..

"How does he breathe still?"
"Amazing"
"Now i must look at what fuels him"
"He is quite the specimen"
Dr.Kiemer spoketh...

"Put him on the table..."
"Let us operate..."

His eyes widened..
As he was strapped down..
The light shined bright
And his body was stripped bare..

"Look at you"
"My, my..."
"Your skin, it's so pale.."
"Why, your decomposing already!"
"How do you live still?"

He grabbed a operating knife..
And the doctor held it to his chest...

"Where to begin..?"
"Your such a treasure"
"Truly a marvel"
"The living dead, so to speak.."
"What's this??"

Dr.Kiemer looked at his subjects lower body..
And was most shocked...

"Why, look at that"
"Your manhood is shrivled so..."
"I must examine it..."

With these words...
The true terror began...
He lowered the blade...

"Nurses..hold him down"
"He may feel pain.."

So it was...
The nurses braced him down
And his mind raced with images..
What was to be done to him?

He thought wildly...
"Whats he gonna do?"
"Why don't they use drugs??"

How funny he should ponder that
For one nurse questioned about...
"Sir, will you use no anesthesia with this one?"

"No, of course not."
"That'd be a waste of drugs."
"Rat's like this deserve not.."
"Silence now, I must work.."

With those words
He wasted no time
With his left hand
He grasped the dead manhood
While outstreching it
He took the blade...
And sliced it off slowly..
Circling the blade around it.
To form a perfect circle..
The proceeded to delimb it..
Blood was quick to flow
As the doctor seperated the dead pride
From the wrecked body...

He screamed in pain
The hurting was all around him now
He could feel the blood escaping..

"Silence!"
The doctor roared..
"Don't make it worst for yourself!"

The pain was too much
He no longer cared...

The doctor put the free manhood
In a medical jar..
And put it to the side..
He returned to his paitent...

"Quiet Rat!!"
He reached his hand
Down to the blood covered testicles...
Yet still he sreamed in pain..

"Have it your way.."
"I've always wanted to do this..."

His grasp on the testicles strengthend
As he inflicted more pressure,
And more pressure...

The terror of this procedure
Drove him insane...
He relented to this nightmare...
As he then felt a newer pain....

The doctors grip continued on..
As he grinned
The testicles gave in...
And his hand clenched together..
The skin retracted
and semin poured out...
The doctor smile
As he grasped the mush...

"My, my..."
"This is most interesting."
"Feels like egg yoke.."

His maddness grew on
He cried, he begged
The pain was all he felt...
Truly this was hell...
For he lived on yet..

"Damn it you!"
"Quiet!"
"Nurse! Hold his mouth open.."
"I shall silence the rat!"

The nurse grabbed the jaw
Forcing it open.
The doctor got hold of makeshift tongs
He grappled the tongue
And pulled it out...
With his other hand
He prasped a knife...

"Another specimen.."
He said, as he looked into the mans teary eyes...
He could see the terror,
and he loved it so..
Without a care
He removed the tongue...

The warmth of the fresh cut he could feel
As blood started to flood in his mouth
Extreme pain...

Dr.Kiemer put his collected specimen in a jar...
"Now then."
"One last look..."

The nurses stepped back
Having done their job...
"Let's watch you die"
He took the blade
And the doctor sliced the chest open
Exposing the poisoned heart
How it pumped so..
Blood flowing rampant...

The man muffled screams
With his widened eyes
His mind was lost
For he grew insane
His thoughts unclear
Pondering only words..
He could not say...

"Kill me!"
"End me!"
"Save me!"
"End this!"
"The pain!!"
"KILL ME!!!"

He didn't care anymore
He began to choke
The blood flooded his mouth
Filling his esopogus
Beginning to cough up blood
How it spilled from his mouth
Exiting how it could
The doctor watched on
With a satisfied look
He had watched the heart stop..
It was done..
Once again
He died....

The doctor turned around
"Bravo, another rat exterminated..."
"Take him from my sights"
"And bring in the child..."

-Hell fire-
............

Silence....

He awoke again
Waking in his normal form
He looked at his body...
Wondering...
"Was that just a dream?"
"What a cruel joke.."
"The horror..."
He stood silent once more..
Trying to figure things out...

"Your back again?"
A voice broke the silence...

His heart sank..
It was real...
He was back in hell...

"I give you six lives"
"And you waste them so easily"
"I don't think you deserve the other two..."

He thought about Satan's words..
Pondering his last two chances...
Or starting damnation a little earilier...
His decision was clear...

"Of you send me back"
"At least give me a chance!"
"I was started unfairly!"

"Hahahaha...."
"Who said i was just?"
"Did the bible teach you nothing?"
"But, if thats what you want.."
"So be it.."
"I'll give you a chance.."
"Two lives left.."
"They your all mine..."

The words repeated in his head
As he nodded his agreement...
In a flash of light
He awoke on earth once more
Had Satan kept his deal?
He opened his eyes..
Observing his surroundings...
He was still naked...
Still decomposing...
His tongue was removed...
And he had stitches all the way down his chest..
Where was he now?
He had two more chances..
With a little strenght
He rose up...
Noticing the line of bodies ahead of him
He was in the crematorium..
He was to be burnt...
Looking for a chance at survival
He limped to the doorway..
Opening it to the cool midnight air...
There were no guards around.
A sense of vigor got to him
The adrenalin raced his cursed body.
Satan gave him a chance...
A chance to escape...
Slowly he stepped..
Looking for escape...

He was depraved, beated, and butchered
What worst could be done..
All he wanted was to live
The thoughts plagued his mind
As he found the gateway out...

To his suprize.
The door was slightly open
There were no guards around..
His heart raced...
And he limped to the doors...
Opening it...
He stepped five feet...
And was greeted by several spotlights...

"HALT!"
"Who goes there?"

A platoon of solders stood guard...
Aiming guns directed at him..
His freedom was gone....
His soul was doomed...
His last sight...
A blaze of sparks...
As the order was given...
"Open fire!"
His body repelled
As hot lead pounded his corpse..
Tearing him apart...
Machine gun bullets...
Shotgun srapnel..
His skin flew..
His blood splatters..
Organs were punctured..
The force of four hundred bullets...
Sent him flying back
Back into his failing life...
His eyes looked to the skys
At the heaven he'd never know..
"One left..."
He passed away once more....

-Inferno-

Josef Menegele was alerted at once..
As he marched to the site of the abnormal body..
That refused to perish..

"Monster!"
"Gas it!"
"Freeze it!"
"Choke it!"
"Butcher it!"
"Shoot it!"
"He won't die!?!?"
"End this now!!"

One last time he awoke from death
His eyes opened one last time..
He was being carried now..
With Menegele behind...
At last the march stopped..
"Your a horrid demon"
"Satan must like you so.."
"I'll send you back!"
"Throw him in.."
"Hell Awaits.."

He was then tossed
He closed his eyes...
He didn't care..
It was useless
The flames engulfed him..
A deep pit
A burning inferno...
He couldn't scream.
Didn't care..
There was just the heat..
His skin began to blister...
As he knew it was over..
Death would take him once more...
As Menegele watch from above..
The fires burned harsh..
His skin charred...
The fumes of flames
Drew into his lungs..
It was over...
Finally...It was done...
His decaying skin blistered up..
Hair became shinged to the scalp..
Bodily fluids squirted out..
Iqniting the flames more..
Untill his body exploded...
No longer a carcass...
No longer anything...
Death becoming...

-The End-

"Welcome back..damned one."
"You had your chance..."
"Now enjoy what damnation brings..."
"Auschwitz was NOTHING!"
"Now come without word"
"You mean nothing anymore"
"And Menegele has been waiting for you...."