The first victim

The man groaned and struggled once more, but the masked man continued cutting, slicing through the fabric of the man's pants. His movements were quick and precise, as if he had done this many times before. With each passing second, the man grew weaker and weaker. Even though his efforts were futile, he never stopped trying to free himself.

When the last layer of cloth was cut away, the man's naked torso came into view. The man's lower body was also scarred, with numerous scars running along his legs and hips.

The man fell silent as he gazed down at his own body. His eyes were blank, devoid of emotion. They reflected nothing but resignation.

Then the masked man grabbed the man's left leg and pulled it upwards. Using the knife, he began carving a long vertical line from the top of the thigh down to the ankle. Blood flowed freely from the wound, splattering onto the wooden surface.

The man screamed and howled in agony, but the masked man didn't care. He continued cutting until the man's leg was fully exposed, then he stopped. The blood had stained the wooden table red.

The man's head lolled back and forth, as if he was trying to escape his fate. Then the masked man grabbed the man's other leg and repeated what he had done earlier. The screams grew louder and more piercing as more of the man's flesh was sliced off.

Again, the man's head rolled side to side, and he opened his mouth in vain. Finally, all the flesh of the man's leg had been removed.

The man's head stopped moving and his eyes were still open, staring at the ceiling in disbelief. He made small gasping noises as he breathed in and out. His heart beat fast, as if it was preparing itself for death.

The masked man placed the knife on the ground, then picked up a bottle of disinfectant. He poured some liquid from the bottle onto the fresh scar and let it soak into the wound. After a few seconds, the man screamed in pain and continued struggling.

However, the masked man didn't stop and continued pouring the disinfectant onto the freshly cut wound. The man kept screaming, his voice echoing through the room. The man's body trembled continuously, as if he was trying to resist his inevitable fate.

In spite of his struggles, the man's body was too weak to fight anymore. After a while, the masked man stopped pouring the disinfectant. Instead, he grabbed the man's right arm and twisted it backwards. The man screamed in agony, but the masked man ignored his cries and continued twisting the limb.

Finally, the masked man released his grip and grabbed the man's arm with both hands. The man's right arm was now bent backward at a 90 degree angle. His face turned pale as he stared at his own arm, his mouth twitching.

The masked man then took the man's left arm and twisted it forward at a 90 degree angle as well. The man screamed in agonizing pain, and his face contorted into a grimace. He grunted, as if trying to endure the pain.

The masked man then lifted the knife and held it over the man's forehead. With a swift movement, he stabbed the blade into the man's skull. The man's face was frozen in horror, unable to comprehend what was happening. His body shivered violently as the blood began flowing out of the wound and splattered onto the wooden table.

The man's eyes closed and his head slumped down. His mouth gaped open, and his tongue hung out of his mouth. The man's body twitched for a while before finally falling still.

The video ended there.

***

What had I just seen? I couldn't believe my own eyes. The whole ordeal was so horrific that I felt nauseous.

As we sat there dumbfounded, a message popped up on the screen.

***

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"What's this? We can request a video?" Kyougo was the first to speak. I could see his face was pale and he was trembling slightly. His eyes were bloodshot, and his hands shook as he gripped his phone. Not like I fared any better, though.

"Looks like it." I replied.

I was freaked out as hell but I was also intrigued.

"Let's see.." Kyougo said as he pressed his finger on request a new video button.

The next page showed the following prompt:

Please select object(s):

1. Adults

2. Teens

3. Children

4. Animals

We looked at each other and swallowed hard. Kyougo tapped on 'Adults'.

Please enter object details:

Name:

Gender:

Date of Birth:

Current known address:

Upload photo(s) of object(s): click here to upload a photo

Click here to add a new object

Click here to confirm and proceed

I looked at Kyougo and I sensed his hesitation.

"It's not like we are really sending a person to be tortured anyway. We will just enter fictional data," Kyougo said and tapped on his phone keyboard. He typed in Hayama Yasunori; Male; October 17th, 1982; and a random address in Osaka. He proceeded to upload some random actor photo he grabbed from the internet. He then tapped on confirm and proceed.

Please choose torture method(s):

Page 1

1. Boiling

2. Bone Crushing

3. Burning alive

4. Castration

5. Crucifixion

<NEXT>

Page 2

6. Decapitation

7. Disembowelment

8. Disfigurement

9. Dismemberment

10. Drowning

<NEXT>

Page 3

11. Electrocution

12. Exsanguination

13. Flaying

14. Gouging out eyes

15. Hanging

<NEXT>

Page 4

16. Impalement

17. Mutilation

18. R*pe

19. Sawing

20. Scalping

<NEXT>

Page 5

21. Smothering

22. Stabbing

23. Strangling

24. Stoning

25. Tooth extraction

Or enter custom method:

Kyougo tapped on 'Stabbing'.

The screen flickered for a moment before displaying the next prompt:

Click here to choose additional torture method(s)

Click here to end selection

Kyougo tapped on end selection button.

The screen then showed the following:

Briefly outline how you would like the torture acts to be carried out in the bellow text field. To relinquish control to the administrator, please input 'No'.

Kyougo tapped on 'No'.

Please wait while the system processes your request.

The screen went blank, and a timer was counting down. We wait for a few seconds, and eventually, the countdown reached zero. The following page was displayed:

Your request has been processed.

Object(s) details:

Name: Hayama Yasunori

Gender: Male

Date of Birth: October 17th, 1982

Current known address: 3 Chome-1-2 Koraibashi, Chuo Ward, Osaka, 541-0043,

Photo(s) of object(s): 1 photo attached successfully

Category(s): Stabbing

Methods outline: N/A

Please make sure the above details are correct before clicking on the 'Confirm' button.

After Kyougo tapped on 'Confirm':

The total cost for the request order is: 0.036 BTC

transferable to the following bitcoin address:

1DAJnpYwLqFd86wqpL92mHr7KYbW3bhTnb

Please make the transfer within 10 minutes and then click on the 'Transfer Complete' button below. If the payment is not made within 10 minutes, the request will be canceled. Please note that request order can not be cancelled once payment has been made.

The timer then began counting down from 10 minutes.

***

"Poor guy. Some sick fuck made a request for him. I can't begin to imagine how his parents must have felt when they found out about their son's fate." Kyougo said.

"So you don't think the video was a fake? This day and age, everyone can make a video like that look realistic with some kind of special effects or CGI."

Call me naive but I really wanted to believe that.

"Well, I guess we'll never know for sure. But I've watched enough movies to know that that was just too real."

The sound of a phone ringing broke our train of thought. It took me several seconds to realize it was my cell phone. I checked the caller ID, and saw that it was my mom. I quickly answered it.

"Hey, Mom. What's up?" I asked.

"Hey Kouichi. Are you still at school? I'm just calling to remind you to buy the groceries on your way home. I almost forgot."

"Yeah sure Mom. I will be back in a bit."

"Okay. Bye."

I hung up and turned to Kyougo.

"I gotta go. My mom wants me to get some groceries."

"Wait, wait. We still haven't checked the voting."

"Ah, right. I forgot."

"Just now after the timer ended it returned to this page."

Kyougo showed me the screen showing the two links and button to request or vote for next video. We had selected the request option earlier.

"Okay. Let's try voting." I said.

Kyougo pressed on the vote option.