#past 2

11. “You thought I was finished with you, didn’t you? Oh darling, the game hasn’t even started yet.”

Peter had made it almost 17 years without knowing what the smell of burning flesh smelt like.

God, he missed the days when he didn't know what it was like to feel his skin being seared off, filling his nostrils with that horrid smell that churned his stomach dangerously.

Hell, he missed the days when he woke up in his own bed to the sound of May getting ready for work in her room.

That was a distant memory now.

Well, it was probably only a few days since he'd been taken, but it felt like years.

But it was hard to keep track of time when you're being tortured...which brings Peter’s mind back to now. Now, when he was currently being branded by the psychopath that was keeping him locked up in this small cell.

He was branding a word across his chest, that's all Peter knew. And he was strapped down to a metal slab to keep his struggling to a minimum. And with Peter's luck, it was reinforced with extra strong bonds. Because of course they knew he was Spider-Man.

He had a towel shoved between his teeth to bite down on, but it did very little to muffle his screams.

Finally, Crazy Guy pulled the burning hot iron away from his chest and seemed to check over the work he did. He smiled and put the rod down. When he didn’t reach got another, Peter knew it was finally over.

He sagged against the table, letting out a relieved sob.

Crazy Guy heard this and turned around to give Peter a smile. "You thought I was finished with you, didn’t you?" He came closer, holding a phone in one hand and a knife in the other. "Oh, darling, the game hasn’t even started yet.”

Peter squeezed his eyes shut as he choked on a sob. His chest screamed in agony with each ragged breath.

Crazy Guy came closer, looking almost sad. "I'm sorry I have to hurt you, but you look so pretty like this." He wiped a tear off his cheek. "Crying. Branded. Restrained. Vulnerable."

Peter kept his eyes closed because he didn't want to see the look Crazy Guy was giving him. There was the shutter of the camera phone going off. Peter squeezed his eyes tighter.

"Open those eyes for me. I want you to see."

Peter shook his head, grunting.

He was slapped across the face. Hard. "I said open your eyes!"

They shot open.

Crazy Guy smiled. "Good. Now look at this." He lifted the phone up to Peter's face and even through his blurry tears, he saw it all clear enough to feel the punch to his gut. "Do you like it?"

Peter couldn't answer and Crazy Guy pulled away the towel from his mouth.

"Do you like it?"

"Y-yes, sir."

Another tear rolled down the side of his face. Not of pain. Of resignation.

Voici un très bon investissement affectif et auditif. Ces gamins à skate board, originaires de Vitoria, au Brésil, crées véritablement l’évènement avec la sortie de leur nouvel EP. Sans chauvinisme, aucun, nous y retrouvons une électro pop que l’on pensait être cuisinée dans nos seuls studios de l’hexagone. 

Signe de valeur sur ? La qualité sonore… et pour ceux d’entre vous qui seraient en manque de confiance ou de caractère et ayant fortement besoin de références : leur Titre, Past 2, a été retenu pour assurer la bande original de FIFA 2013. Tremplin et véritable signe de reconnaissance, si certain s’en souviennent, c’était déjà le cas avec FIFA 99 (et un très bon Fatboy Slim) !