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PATIENT EVIL - An R.J. Godlewski / Right Truth Blog Exclusive - Chapter Forty-Six
PATIENT EVIL
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Jonas shook his head softly, nervously. ???I don???t think drowning the guy is going to get him to talk.???
???We???re not drowning him.??? replied the General coolly.
???I could almost understand having him go around feet first, but backwards ??? head first ??? doesn???t give him much time to react.???
???That???s the point.??? interjected Seth Carmassi, standing within the darkened corner partially oblivious to the plight of the Arab terrorist presently enduring the ride of his life. ???He can???t prepare. His mind is worn out and so he can???t focus on time. His ???punishment??? is coming faster and faster as he???s losing his ability to concentrate.???
???Still, that water???s got to be damn cold.??? Jonas turned away from the prisoner and retreated towards his partner.
???Warm water would actually kill him about now.??? explained Seth, taking a swig out of a whiskey flask borrowed from General Hulderich. ???The cold shocks him back into reality.???
???We???re not barbarians.??? The General???s voice drifted in from the distance. ???We calculate everything. Especially victory.???
Jonas glanced briefly back towards the prisoner tied to the large, wooden wheel. ???I???m just an analyst, mind you, but I don???t see how we???re supposed to get anything useful out of him.???
???He???s not our target.??? Seth prodded his overweight and compassionate friend out through the door. ???We just want to freak him out enough to go running back to his masters.???
Jonas sensed that the full treatment imparted upon the Arab prisoner left much to contemplate. He couldn???t understand the ends, much less the means. If the goal was merely to break the prisoner???s will, that much had been accomplished back in Ukraine when they trailed him high above the country behind a speeding aircraft.
This treatment seemed to serve no purpose but to dehumanize the man. An elaborate if sadistically orchestrated function designed to humor others at the prisoner???s expense.
???Now, we start working on young Haytham.??? Seth motioned Prinkler towards a red metal door near the end of the stone hallway.
Jonas fully expected to witness another horrendous spectacle but found himself struggling to believe his eyes when his gaze fell upon the young Arab, seated comfortably at a dining table, wolfing down a sizable plate of pasta. A can of Diet Coke sat next to him, beads of condensation slowly draining down the silver container towards the Formica table.
???Well, Haytham.??? Seth???s voice seemed almost motherly in tone as he straddled a chair opposite the student. ???You won???t be abused by Mahmoud anymore.???
The young Arab paused briefly, suspiciously, before continuing with his meal.
???That man in there wanted you dead.??? Seth continued, feigning interest in the cleanliness of his fingernails. ???You know that. And for what? To kill others? Mahmoud wanted you to blow yourself up and it wouldn???t have done a damn thing. You might have killed dozens, even hundreds of Christians but we???re too large a group to stop. We went to the moon, for God???s sake. You don???t think that all we???d have to do is push a button and the likes of you guys would cea
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