The complete “A Glimpse into Hell” series - 5 books, 195 chapters, 1700 pages, 600K words of pure gore

by Garrett, Wade H.

  Everyone was horrified as Seth walked over to them. “That was a good one.” He started clapping. “Let’s give it up for the old man.”

  They just stared at him.

  “Y’all are an enthusiastic bunch.” He walked up to Allen. “You’re up, Mr. Bigmouth.” Seth dragged him over to the table, forcing him to sit in the chair.

  Allen knew he was going to die regardless of how much begging he did. Unlike the others, he had already gone through Hell. And even if he figured out a way to beat the game, Seth had already robbed him of his manhood. He would rather die than go through life half a man. He picked up the pen and wrote the least painful thing he could think of. Missy looked at it. “This is simple. Shot in the head.”

  Seth pulled out his 1911 and blew his brains out, then walked over to the group. “See how easy that was? Now, who’s next?”

  The heavy-set Hispanic woman farted.

  “That’s one way to volunteer.” Seth walked up to Mary Gomez, then looked at Missy. “This is a ruthless bitch. She stabbed her two young kids to death, then ate their hearts.”

  Mary glared at him. “Vete a la mierda. Usted puede quemar en el infierno.”

  “You’re the one that’s going to burn in Hell.” She fought Seth like a wild animal as he dragged her by the neck. She refused to sit in the chair, so he choked her into submission with the cable. Missy started to hand her the form. “We don’t have any in…” She pulled it back to look at it, noticing Seth had done one for her in Spanish. “I was going to say we didn’t have any in Spanish, but I take that back.” She slid it over to her.

  Seth shoved her head forward. “Elegir tu muerte, perra!”

  “Vete a la mierda!”

  He squeezed her neck harder. “Hazlo!”

  She looked at him, running her thumb across the front of her neck. “He puesto una maldición en usted!”

  “You ain’t puttin’ a curse on no one, bitch!” He squeezed her neck until she couldn’t breathe. She quickly filled out her form.

  Missy was confused as she looked at it. “I don’t know what this shit says. And she wrote a fucking novel.”

  “Read it to me.”

  “I’ll try. Decapitar me como un pollo. Entonces te veo en el infierno!”

  “She wants me to cut her head off like a chicken.”

  “That’s an odd request.”

  “Then she said she’ll see me in Hell. And before that, she said she put a curse on me.”

  “What kind of Mexican voodoo shit is she into?”

  “I don’t know, but let’s grant this bitch her wish.” Seth dragged Mary over to the pillory and secured her in it. While he stood behind her, he took his knife and cut around her anus, separating it from her body. She screamed at the top of her lungs as he started pulling out her intestines.

  Missy was confused. “What are you doing? I thought she wanted her head cut off.”

  “She does.” When he had most of her intestines out, he shoved his hand into the bloody hole between her ass cheeks. His arm was going in deeper and deeper as he worked his hand through her diaphragm and between her organs. “But she didn’t say from which side.” Seth had his arm inside her all way to his shoulder when a knife blade came poking out the bottom of her throat. Mary was howling like a stuck pig as he cut all the way around the base of her neck, finally beheading her from the inside out.

  Missy saw Mary’s head rolling across the floor. She walked around the pillory, noticing Seth’s bloody hand remained sticking out of her beheaded torso. He gave a thumbs up as he brandished the knife. Missy laughed. “That’s fucked up.”

  He pulled his arm out and started slinging off the blood as he approached the others. There were only three people left: Janna Johnson, Humberto Gonzalez and Johnny Mathews. “Anyone else threatens to curse me like that crazy bitch did, I’ll rip their intestines out their ass too.”

  Janna and Humberto remained silent, but Johnny was glaring at Seth and Missy. He was angry how they were making a game out of killing everyone. He knew he was going to die, regardless of how much he begged. “You motherfuckers have no right doing this! I hope y’all get what’s coming to you.”

  Seth walked up to him. “Thanks for volunteering to be next. I just hope you choose something creative.”

  Johnny became violent as Seth and Missy removed him from the wall. When they got him in the chair, Missy handed him his death certificate. “Please choose mutilation. I’m begging you.” She wanted to fuck him up since he had stabbed a woman to death.

  He noticed she was holding a machete. The blade was covered in dry blood. “You can suck my dick, you crazy bitch!”

  Seth smiled. “Death by fellatio? That is creative. I’m impressed. Now write that on your death certificate.”

  “Fuck you!” He tried to get up, but Seth tightened up the cable to where his air was being cut off. “I said write that shit on your certificate!”

  He continued to be defiant, even as he turned blue. Seth didn’t want him to die an easy death, so he loosened up the cable. As soon as he caught a breath, he tightened it up again. He continued to choke him to the brink of unconsciousness until he finally submitted. Johnny’s eyes were bloodshot and his neck was dark red by the time he filled in the cause of death.

  Seth dragged him back over to the wall and had Missy secure his wrists with the shackles. He removed Janna and forced her to kneel in front of Johnny. Missy wrapped a zip-tie around her legs so she couldn’t run away, then Seth removed the cable from her neck. “While we’re killing the fuck out of Humberto, I want you to give Johnny a killer blowjob.”

  She started crying. “Please don’t make me do this!”

  Missy despised Janna for throwing her baby in a dumpster like she was a piece of trash. She shoved her head forward. “Get to suckin’ it, bitch!”

  She grabbed Johnny’s penis and started to suck it, but changed her mind. She let it go and backed away. “I can’t do this! Please don’t make me, I’m begging you!”

  Missy grabbed the machete. “I’m not telling you again.”

  Janna’s hands were shaking and she was bawling as she started sucking his flaccid penis. Johnny was jerking at his restraints as he glared at Seth. “You have no right to do this, you sick fuck!”

  “Dude, what the hell are you whining about? You’re getting your dick sucked.”

  “Are y’all getting off on this?”

  Missy noticed Johnny’s penis was getting hard. “Your cock isn’t complaining.”

  Humberto was angry as he watched the young, redheaded woman being forced to perform oral sex. “You motherfuckers are going to Hell for this!”

  Missy looked at him. He was short and stocky like a bull, and looked as mean as one with his bald head, goatee and tattoos. “You need to mind your own business.”

  “Fuck you, bitch! I hope you get the needle for this!”

  Seth looked Missy. “Take Janna over to the chair and secure her to it.” He grabbed his pole and walked up to Humberto. “Face the wall.”

  “Go to hell!”

  “I’m not telling you again.”

  “You might as well go ahead and kill me! I’m not going to beg you for my life like these other pussies did!”

  Seth struck him in the face with a hammer.

  “Fuck you!”

  He struck him again.

  “You fucking bastard!”

  He struck him again.

  “Stop fucking hitting me, you cocksucker!”

  He struck him again.

  “I’m going to fucking kill you!”

  He struck him again.

  “Fuck!”

  He struck him again.

  “Okay! Okay!”

  He struck him again.

  Humberto turned and faced the wall. “You better pray I don’t get loose!”

  He struck him in the back of the head.

  “Okay! I’ll be quiet!”

  “Put your hands on the wall and spread your legs apart.”

 
; He did as he was told.

  Seth stuck the pole between his legs, then tightened up the cable around his penis and ball sack. “If you even flinch, I’ll rip your fucking shit off.” He looked at Missy. “Remove his shackles.” Seth knew Humberto was strong, and with his aggressive attitude, he could be a problem. “And be ready to move in case he tries something.”

  Humberto’s body was tense as she started removing them. “Yeah, you better be scared!”

  Seth jerked back on the pole. “Shut the fuck up!”

  He let out a deep moan as the cable wrenched on his genitals. “Oh, man! I can’t wait to get a hold of your ass!”

  As soon as he was released, he went crazy. Seth was holding onto the pole with all his strength as Humberto tried to get loose. He was so strong that Seth’s feet were sliding on the floor as he thrashed around. It was like a wrangler trying to gain control of a wild animal. Seth tightened up the cable, squeezing his penis and ball sack even tighter. “Calm down, or I’ll rip your shit off!”

  Humberto took a knee. The cable was cutting into his genitals. “Okay! Okay! I’m done! Please loosen it up!”

  “Just to let you know, I only have the tension about halfway.”

  “I got it!”

  Seth eased off a little. “Act up and I’ll squeeze your shit right off.”

  “I said I got it!”

  Seth forced him over to Johnny. “Get on your knees.”

  Humberto knew what Seth wanted him to do. “You’re fucking crazy!”

  He tightened up the cable. “Do it, asshole!”

  “Fuck you!”

  He tightened it up more, causing the cable to cut into his skin. Humberto fell to his knees. “Oh my God! I’m going to fucking kill you!”

  “Only thing you’re going to be killin’ is that dick. Now get after it.”

  “You’re gonna have to kill me!”

  Seth looked at Missy. “Start chopping this fucker into pieces with your machete. Just try not to kill him too soon.”

  She started whacking him in the back, shoulders and legs, cutting large gashes in his flesh. Humberto finally couldn’t take the pain anymore and started sucking on Johnny’s penis.

  Johnny was glaring at Seth. “You fucking faggot! You’re not going to get away with this!”

  Seth frowned when he noticed Johnny’s penis was hard. “It’s funny that you’re calling me a fag with that boner you’re sporting.”

  “Fuck you! You’ll pay for this!”

  Missy laughed as she looked at Seth. “Good thing Kenneth isn’t here. You’d never hear the end of this.”

  “I know.”

  “So, how is Johnny going to die from getting his dick sucked?”

  Seth looked at Humberto. “I know you’re having fun, but I need you to bite off the end of his dick, then suck all the blood out of his body. And I mean every fucking drop.”

  He looked back. “What?”

  “You heard me.”

  He just glared at Seth.

  “Do you need the machete again?”

  He wasn’t scared to die, but if he refused, Seth would only cause him more pain. He knew he could try to fight again, but he risked losing his genitals, and that wasn’t an option for him. His only choice was to do what he requested, then hope he could find a way to outsmart Seth. When it was his turn to pick a death, he needed to choose something that was impossible for Seth to administer. Others had tried that, but it backfired on them. He just had to be smarter. Suddenly, it came to him; spontaneous human combustion. He looked at Seth. “Can I go ahead and choose my cause of death?”

  “You can after you get done here.”

  “I’m ready to die now.”

  “Stop stalling. That dick isn’t going to suck itself.”

  “I said I’m ready to….”

  Missy struck him with the machete.

  Humberto was filled with rage as he bit the head off Johnny’s penis. He spit the piece out and glared at Seth. “You’re going to pay for this!”

  “Take your anger out on that cock.”

  Missy raised the machete. “Do I need to count to three?”

  “I hope you sick motherfuckers burn for this!” He started sucking on Jonny’s shaft. When his mouth filled with blood, he would spit it out, then start sucking again.

  Johnny was in agony as he looked at Seth. “Please make him stop! I don’t want to die this way!”

  “Stop whining and enjoy your BJ.”

  “Enjoy my BJ? You know this fucking hurts, you sick fuck!”

  “You’re the one who picked death by fellatio. Not me.”

  “I didn’t choose shit! You tricked me!”

  “It’s done, so suck it up.”

  Not only was Johnny in pain, but he was also humiliated. He knew death was inevitable. “Just shoot me in the head and get it over with!”

  “I can’t. You’ve already filled out your death certificate.”

  “I’ll fill out another one.”

  “Can’t do that either. I don’t believe in wasting paper.”

  Johnny knew Seth was fucking with him. “What the fuck is wrong with you? How can you do this evil shit?”

  Seth got Humberto’s attention. “Hey, pendejo, suck it faster so this fucker will die. I’m getting tired.”

  He didn’t respond.

  He jerked on the pole. “I’m talking to you!”

  “I fucking heard you, asshole!”

  “Then speak up when someone’s talking to you.”

  “Leave me the fuck alone! I’m doing what you want!”

  Suddenly, Johnny let out a moan, his body collapsed and his head fell forward, hanging lifelessly. Seth noticed Humberto wasn’t getting much blood out of Johnny’s penis anymore. “I think you tapped the keg, pal.”

  He wiped his mouth. “You can kiss my brown ass!”

  “Make sure you put that down on your certificate.” Seth started pulling on the pole.

  “Hey! No need for that! I’m going!”

  Seth was cautious of Humberto as he walked behind him. He knew his cooperation was probably just a distraction, hoping he would let his guard down. Humberto walked up to the table and stood next to Janna as she sat in the chair crying. He leaned on the table and wrote on his death certificate without any resistance or motivation. He slid it towards missy. “How do you like that shit?”

  She read it. “Spontanus human combussion. What the fuck does this mean?”

  He laughed. “Can’t you fucking read, bitch? It says spontaneous human combustion.”

  She handed the form to Seth. “How do you want to handle that?”

  He looked at Humberto. “This looks like it was written by a retard. You misspelled spontaneous and combustion, you dumbass.”

  “Who gives a fuck?”

  “This could be interpreted as something to do with your anus, pal.”

  “Fuck you, dude! I knew you were a fucking lying piece of shit!”

  “Hey, you’re the one who wrote spontanus. I just have to figure out what a spont is.”

  “Fuck you! Just do whatever the fuck you want!”

  Seth looked at Missy. “Even though he’s an illiterate fuck, we’ll grant his wish. I need you to round up a few things.”

  “What are they?”

  “Potassium metal. It’s in a five-gallon bucket in the red cabinet. A box of Ziploc freezer bags. They’re in the drawer next to the fridge. And some fast-burning fuse. There’s about ten feet of it hanging on the wall by the front door. Bring me all of it. I’ll need a stapler. It’s on the workbench. And a knitting needle. There’s one in the sewing kit in the bathroom.”

  Humberto started freaking out listening to Seth’s list of requests. “What the fuck are y’all doing?” He started getting antsy.

  Seth struck him in the back of the head with a club, knocking him unconscious.

  A few minutes later, Missy came back with the items. She wasn’t sure if she got the right bucket. “Is this it?”

  “Yep.”
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  “It’s full of metal flakes. What are we going to do with them?”

  “Potassium metal reacts violently with water, producing potassium hydroxide and hydrogen gas. The reaction causes the hydrogen to ignite. The potassium hydroxide is also a strong alkali that destroys living tissue.”

  “Thanks for the chemistry lesson, but what does that have to do with him?”

  “The body is seventy-percent water.”

  She looked at Humberto’s gashes as he laid on the floor. “Please tell me we’re going to dump this stuff in his cuts.”

  “In a roundabout way.”

  “Cool!”

  Seth handed Missy some gloves. “Fill up about twenty Ziploc bags with the potassium metal. Just make sure you don’t get any on you. Especially in your eyes.”

  “Okay.” She sat at the table next to Janna and started filling them up.

  Seth laid Humberto on his back with his arms and legs stretched out. He took his knife and made a Y-incision from shoulder to shoulder, neck to groin, then made an incision down each of his limbs. After he laid his flesh open, he ran sections of fuse down his limbs, joining them together in his abdomen.

  Suddenly, Janna started screaming. Seth walked over to see what the commotion was. She was holding her eyes closed. “What’s going on?”

  Missy was still filling up the bags. “The bitch got some of this shit in her eye.”

  Seth could see her left eye was swollen and leaking fluid out from under her eyelid. “That’s what she gets for not listening.”

  “Yep. That’s what I told her.”

  Seth went back to Humberto. He took the knitting needle and shoved it down his penis, pushing it through his urethra. He tied another piece of fuse to the joint in his abdomen, then pulled it out of his penis.

  Missy came walking up with the bags. “What do you want me to do with these?”

  “Pack them in his arms and legs on top of the fuses.”