Finn
After Kyra and I watched Oscar burn for a while, I asked if she wanted to inflict any pain on him before I really got to work.
She nibbled on her lip and stared at him. Oscar was whimpering. He was burnt from his chest to his torso and a little on his hips. Melted cloth clung to him.
“You’re not a nurse right now, Angel. You’re a civilian. You haven’t started work yet, if that makes you feel better.”
“It’s not that. I don’t feel any guilt at all. He touched me, he was going to do worse things against my will. I just don’t know what to do. I want to hurt him, and that kind of scares me.”
“How about you start off with something small. I have these giant tweezers here. You could peel the material of his clothing off of him. It would be very painful for him.”
She looked at me
