Derek peered into the darkness. His legs and feet were numb and he was lapsing more and more into unconsciousness, with no idea of what day it was. He knew their evil plan was reaching fruition; there’d been a lot of activity recently. They’d hired a van which he’d heard them say was to be used to rape their victim, Nicole, in. And they’d bought extra condoms to do the job. They’d laughed over Ghoul’s choice of colour and taste – black cola.
Zombie and Ghoul had raped before but this was to be Paul’s first time. Derek sensed some uncertainty when they’d talked him through what would happen, describing it in graphic detail then repeating it for Derek’s sake. Two would hold her down while the third raped her. They’d all have a turn but as it was Paul’s first time he would be going first to prove himself. Derek gagged when he’d heard what they would do to her and had to stop himself from throwing up. With the tape stuck over his mouth he would have drowned in his own vomit.
He’d also learnt that once they’d finished raping Nicole and had dumped her in Coleshaw Woods they were going to come back and dispose of him. Bound and gagged, Paul was to put him in a sack weighted with bricks and throw him in the deepest part of the canal.
‘Just like I did with your predecessor,’ Ghoul laughed.
Derek thought that if there was a God and he could only save one of them then he wanted it to be Nicole. She was young, fourteen, with her whole life ahead of her – a good, kind girl who wanted to be a doctor.
‘Take me but leave her,’ he tried to cry out, ‘and please look after my mother.’
‘Did it speak?’ Zombie growled, advancing towards him. But Derek was already safe again in the depths of unconsciousness so didn’t feel the blows.