Jed was standing above the man slouched on the ground. There was a bag over the man's head and his hands were tied up in tape. Jed was smoking a cigarette, and as it burned low to the end he squatted down in front of the man and pushed the burning end against the man's arm. The man jerked awake with a cry and his head turned this way and that as he tried to figure out what was happening.
"Where am I?" the man asked in a frightened voice.
"Hell," Jed replied flicking the cigarette stub away.
"Who are you?"
"The devil."
"What the fuck do you want?"
"What do you think we want Mr. Barns?"
"Oh shit...not you guys..." Barns began cursing under his breath.
"Yes. Did you think we wouldn't catch up to you?"
"Doesn't matter, I'm not talking you assholes, I won't say a damn thing."
"I think we can fix that." Jed pulled a razor blade from his pocket, but Barns couldn't see anything.
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