In a somewhat worn-out building in Cleveland, Ohio, former police detective Tanya Everstone and her autistic son Nataniel Everstone, a.k.a Nate, founded and co-owns EverStone Investigations. Tanya was a medium-sized woman with shoulder-length brown hair, and Nate was a teenage boy of average height and slightly built with brown hair in a short buzz cut. Tanya remembered thinking about the office and everything in it, including Nate. The office could have been better, but it was what they could afford in the Cleveland area and be comfortable. But she still carried her weapon. That beautiful black 40-caliber Beretta. She always stayed home with it. They worked and saved for this. He worked as hard as she did. When he put his mind to something, he was all in. Tonya could have been better with money, but he kept her on budget. “The boy has a mind for numbers,” she thought, remembering the time they were sitting at the dinner table as he would recite the multiplication table, from zero times zero to seventeen times seventeen, at the age of 9. They got compliments on the office furniture from clients from time to time. She didn’t tell all of them, but just about every piece of furniture came from thrift stores, yard sales, or The Good Will. She looked for sturdy wood pieces, and with the help of her parents, it would get a good sanding, painting, some new foam, and padding because her son loved to remind her that it needed to support her ample rear end – God Love him- and before we knew it, that $5 chair looks like something we could have easily spent $50 on. She’s never turned away hand-me-downs because why? It’s free, like her big oak desk. It was a beat-up hand-me-down. It’s huge. It took a week to clean, sand, and fill in the dents on the top that looked like they were made by a ball peen hammer, with the wood filler she picked up at Walmart, stained it with that red mahogany she was so fond of, and had been trying to get her hair a similar color for years. And then the final coat of varnish. Not to mention the four guys it took to move it. And it was not going to move from the spot it was in. Not without help, anyway. It sits in the back of the office, so she can always watch the door and see out the windows. She loves being able to watch people when things are quiet. But it’s also because she can’t have anyone coming up behind her. Her fears and anxieties play a part in that. But she feels safe with how her office is set, and she can keep an eye on her son and the world as it goes by the windows and door. And even safer knowing her Beretta is stashed in that secret drawer in the middle of her desk. Walking in from the front door, her desk is straight ahead to her right is her son’s desk. To her left is a little loveseat she found on the Facebook marketplace. She got it home, vacuumed and cleaned it up, and got it all sanitized. It’s worth a lot more than she spent on it. On each side of the loveseat are two simple, matching end tables. Both were painted black. And on both end tables are just some little gray tabletop lamps that she picked up at a thrift store. They don’t do much for light In the room, and it’s just more about ambiance. Nate and Tanya had skills they could apply to their line of work with Tanya and all her experience on the police force and as a consultant for the Cleveland police department, always assisting them in cases a little more complicated and unusual than the rest. Nate, with a type of autism boarding on savant, had always been surprisingly intuitive and had a keen eye for detail. By observing his mother and her work and studying criminal psychology, criminology, and even forensic science, he could read people and analyze his surroundings. He always had at least some idea of what was going on. At 16 years old, Nate was set to graduate high school. He was planning to pursue a degree in Criminal Law at Ohio State University. It was just before 8:AM on a Saturday. The mother and son duo just got breakfast from a nearby donut shop. They opened the office for the day, and as Tanya sat down at her desk and noticed blinking lights on her work phone, they figured it would be a busy day. Just as I settled in for the day, there was a knock on the door. It was a woman who needed help. Her name was Anna Wilkes. She looked pale and disheveled to the point it was clear that she had not eaten or slept in days. Nate made her coffee when she came in and offered her some bagels. She asked if they could find her son, Mark Wilkes, with special needs. Mrs. Wilkes handed them a picture of her and said he had been missing 72 and was last seen at Cleveland Clinic Main Campus. He has been suffering from short-term memory loss and similar issues. The last anyone saw him was when his mother dropped him off at the hospital for his appointment with Dr. Hector Barton. She gave Mark a note and told him to show it to the receptionist and that she would pick him up after work. She watched Mark enter the building and drive off. When she returned, Mark was nowhere to be found, and she asked the receptionist where he could be, but she said he had never shown up for his appointment. She and various staff members and security even had them look through the security footage, which was still nowhere to be found. She then filed a report with the police and said they would look but couldn’t make any gerentes with so little to go on. Then, one of the officers she spoke to handed her a card and said that if she wanted help, she should go to EverStone Investigations. Tanya, understanding what it’s like to have a special needs child, took the case and had Nate go to the hospital. At the same time, she stayed at the office and insisted that Mrs. Wilkes stay and get some rest, which she agreed to. Nate rode up to the hospital’s main entrance in an Uber with his mother on the phone, ready to help him should the surroundings or the people prove overwhelming. Nate went to the receptionist’s desk and asked Dr. Hector Barton, the only person besides his mother who had last seen Mark. Nate walked up to the receptionist and asked to speak to Dr. Barton. She asked if he had an appointment, to which Nate responded no and then showed her his valid detective license. She then committed to how he looked a little young. Nate’s response was to go on a small rant about how he had passed all the necessary tests. It was a sort of assistant to many official law enforcement professionals, especially his mother. The receptionist politely interrupted him and said that the doctor wasn’t there. Just then, Nate heard a voice from behind saying yes, I am. It was Doctor Barton. He was a slightly tall, lanky man with short, curly black hair and a strange, almost purple shade of color in his left eye. Dr. Barton escorted Nate to his office for questioning. It was small but well-decorated, with a medium-sized desk in the center and two large bookshelves full of medical books and documents. and those shelves a framed medical degree in neurology from Stanford Medical School. Nate asked Dr. Barton if Mark had ever made it to his appointment, and the doctor said he had never done so. Dr. Barton then committed that Nate was autistic as he noticed behavioral traits in Nate typical of people on the spectrum. The doctor then gave him a copy of the business card and asked him to call if anything new came up. Back at the office, after reporting everything, Nate learned he and Tanya decided he was hiding something and needed help finding out what. Then, Axel Cran, better known on the streets as slick-back, enters. Ax is a large, burly man with slicked-back greaser-style hair always wearing black, especially leather jackets. Officially, his job is that of a bounty hunter and police informant. Still, his real job is best described as a domestic mercenary. He is deeply connected in the city’s underbelly if deals are going on in a back alley, deals secret ordeals behind closed doors he knows about at the very least. He is a long-time friend of the family. Using the hacking skills of a friend of his, he could dig up dirt on Dr. Barton’s background. He was so smart that he was the top middle and high school student. He was also in and out of institutions when he was little for setting fires and once for supposedly mutilating a dog when he was about 10. That hacker friend accessed the hospital’s blueprints and floor plans and used all that information to find a way to Dr. Barton’s office. Both Nate and Ax left for the hospital. Once they got there, they donned some scrubs and face masks and went through the basement upwards, bypassing security cameras and guards. While Tanya was back at the office oversaw everything via body cams on both Nate and Ax until they finally made it to Barton’s office. Ax proceeded to pick the lock open while Nate kept a lookout. Once they were in, they searched the entire room carefully and quietly, looking through every nook and cranny. Then Nate, while he was looking through a desk drawer, thought that something looked odd about it. After examining it further, he found it had a false bottom. After delicately removing the false bottom, he found a key labeled #B26. Looking at the ledgers of the hospital, thanks to Ax’s hacker friend, it was discovered that there was a room in the basement called #B26, supposedly an extra storage unit that was hardly ever used and that the only exciting key went missing. Ax and Nate went to the basement and found the door matching the key. Using the key to unlock the door, they found what appeared to be a small lab covered in tiled walls with medical cabinets containing various research materials and documents, even some strange drawings, and at the center of the room, an operating table with a set of operating tools both Nate and Ax took pictures of the room and everything in it and sent copies to Tanya’s computer. According to the notes personally written by Dr. Barton is convinced that mental disabilities can be fixed and has been conducting research to develop operations and treatments to do so. Also, using certain patients as test subjects often fabricates their conditions and the severity of them to hide the truth behind their disappearances. Out of nowhere, Nate realized after reading the doctor’s notes that they would find something in the morgue. The two of them looked around the place and found nothing out of the ordinary until Nate analyzed the structure and shape of the room and closely examined a sort of drawing or schematic he found in Barton’s notes; he followed the lines of the drawing and began to walk along the mortuary shelving units paying close attention to each door and then when he finally stops and opens the unit door right in front of him. Nate opens the door and finds a body labeled John Doe. Still, after removing the sheet from his face, it’s revealed to be Mark Wilkes. Upon reexamining the doctor’s most recent entries, he realized he experimented on Mark by surgically removing and replacing his hippocampus with the one of a cancer patient whose brain was left in perfect condition. Of course, such a procedure is impossible. While some neurological transplants have been known to occur, such a complex and unorthodox procedure is impossible. However, based on his notes, Dr. Barton believes otherwise. Tanya, still seeing everything via the body cams, contacted her friends with the police and sent copies of the pictures and recordings of the live feed as both Ax and Nate decided to head back to the office. The police quickly obtained a warrant to search Dr. Barton’s house and immediately made their way to the house. Police officers knocked on the door, awaiting a response, but nothing, so they broke it down. The police then stormed the house. They searched every inch of Dr. Barton until they found his computer accessed his most recent browser history and found that he recently purchased a one-way plane ticket to the Poconos. Set to depart from Cleveland Hopkins International Airport at 1:30 AM. The police rushed to the airport, alerted security once they arrived, and formed a search party. Meanwhile, back at the office, Nate and Tanya saw everything going on via hacked security cameras and body cams on the lookout for Barton. Eventually, they found the gate for his flight, but neither Nate nor Tanya could shake their strange feeling. The officers showed the gate agent a picture of Dr. Barton. They questioned if they had seen him or if anyone matching his description had boarded the agent. Then, they apologized and said he had not seen anyone like that. Their suspensions were confirmed when they realized that Barton wasn’t ever there. The flight was just a diversion. He had long since escaped by some other unknown means. Nate and Tanya returned to the doctor’s house and ran into Detective Robert Antler. The lead investigator on the scene and Tanya’s old partner was an African-American of average size with short curly hair and a bushy mustache. After a short exchange of words between Tanya and Detective Antler, Both she and Nate went inside the house. They carefully examined all the evidence and information the investigation had brought. They began to wonder what was missing, some sort of Escape Route or plan. Nate and Tanya went to the basement and looked through various items and papers left in boxes. Then, they began to hear what they thought was a strange sound, like a quiet wind. They followed the feeling of a small gust to a shelf elf in the basement walls. They examined the shelf and found a hidden panel. Upon removing it, they found the doorway, a small entrance that led to the local sewer systems. This was how Doctor Barton made his Escape. Upon discovering this, the Escape Route into the police, but they could not expect to find them, and he could have long since gone anywhere. At the police precinct, Detective Antler’s office, they went over what they knew we were about Dr. Barton. We began by placing dots on numerous crimes. It seems he has played a part over the years. Dr. Barton was a very calculating and meticulous individual over the very deranged and just brilliant mind, and the fact that he said he was out there free as a bird put them all on edge, for no one knew where he was going or where he could come up next and what he might do and whether or not he ever comes back and what will happen if he does As soon as his Nate and Tanya walked into their office they both will sit down and exhausted and untriumphant As they sat there realizing using that for the first time that they were outsmarted or did by a criminal they realized was it likely won’t be the last time they ever see BartonTanya explaind to her son that you don’t always get the bad guy or manage to win sometimes the only the thing you can do is wait For the next time I’m on the guy rears his ugly head because being caught doesn’t necessarily mean being in handcuffs or being behind bars sometimes it means being exposed for who you are and having the right people know that you do what you do and what kind of person you are and knowing that they are ready to bring you in the next time you show up and there is always a next time with these guys that was the case for many a criminal duringTanya’s days on the force there were times where she wasn’t able to get put the guilty away the first time around but when they got back to their old Antics it was a matter of time before she brought them in like every other Criminal she busted. Dr. Hector Barton was not going to be any different. Tanya ensured that, and Nate believed in her like he always had. He trusted his mother and her intuition wholeheartedly, and they were being prepared for when he returned.

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붉은 눈의 굴욕 – 1장: 켄트의 장난 이

붉은 눈의 굴욕 – 1장: 켄트의 장난

이리스 유마. 그녀의 붉은 눈은 분노로 타올랐다. 네드 컴퍼니의 본거지에 침입한 그녀는 켄트, 그 악명 높은 마신과 마주했다.

“켄트, 너 이 자식! 하앙!?”

켄트의 존재를 알고 습격을 감행했지만, 갑작스러운 빔에 몸이 뜨거워지고 힘이 빠졌다. 순식간에 보지에 전기 충격봉이 꽂히고, 목에 전기 굽쇄가 채워졌다. 그녀는 꼼짝 못하고 켄트의 앞에 쓰러졌다.

“흐읍… 흐으…”

이리스는 몸을 움직이려 했지만, 켄트의 손짓에 다시 한번 빔이 그녀의 가슴을 관통했다. 옷은 타들어갔지만, 아무런 외상도 없었다. 대신 그녀의 몸은 뜨겁게 달아올랐고, 전류가 흐르는 듯한 마비감이 퍼져나갔다.

“흐으… 흐으…”

이리스는 몸을 움직일 수 없었다. 켄트는 빙긋이 웃으며 그녀를 조롱했다.

“이 빔은 아크메-빔이야. 네 옷을 태우고, 네 몸을 쾌락의 절정으로 몰아넣지. 동시에 네가 가진 데자이어 에너지를 모유로 바꿔버리는 빔이라고나 할까.”

켄트가 손을 튕기자, 이리스의 다리가 벌려졌고, 빔이 그녀의 급소를 쉴 새 없이 관통했다. 그녀의 옷은 산산이 조각났고, 맨몸이 드러났다. 몸은 격렬하게 떨렸고, 모유가 쉴 새 없이 흘러나왔다.

“하앙… 흐으…”

4시간 동안 이어진 절정. 켄트는 이리스의 고통을 즐겼다. 그는 이리스의 젖을 짜내고, 그녀의 정신을 갉아먹는 듯한 잔혹한 쾌락을 느꼈다.

“흐으… 흐으…”

이리스는 탈진한 몸으로 천장을 바라보았다. 켄트의 손짓에 그녀는 처음 상태로 돌아왔다. 그리고 그 앞에는 거대한 기계 괴물, 그래스퍼가 나타났다.

2장: 그래스퍼의 춤

이리스는 그래스퍼를 상대해본 경험이 있었다. 잔혹한 기계 괴물이었지만, 그녀에게는 장난감에 불과했다. 하지만 이번 그래스퍼는 달랐다.

“흐읏…!”

끊임없이 흘러나오는 모유 때문에 힘이 빠진 이리스는 그래스퍼의 촉수에 휘감겼다. 전기 충격이 흐르는 듯한 짜릿함이 그녀의 몸을 마비시켰다.

“하아앙!!!, 이럴 리가…”

이리스는 겨우 입을 열었다. 그녀의 붉은 눈은 공포로 가득 찼다. 그래스퍼는 웃는 듯한 기계음을 냈다. 그 소리는 이리스의 귀를 찢는 듯했다.

그래스퍼의 촉수는 이리스를 쉴 새 없이 공격했다. 이리스는 꼼짝 못했다. 그녀의 옷은 찢어지고, 맨몸이 드러났다.

“흣….아악….윽…”

그래스퍼는 이리스를 들어올렸다. 그리고 그녀의 가슴에 착유기를 흡착시켰다.

“하앙!?”

이리스는 자극에 몸을 비틀었다. 그녀의 가슴과 엉덩이가 그래스퍼의 촉수에 움켜쥐어졌다.

“꺄아아악!!”

그래스퍼는 이리스의 가슴에서 젖과 에너지를 빨아들이기 시작했다. 이리스의 음부에서도 백탁액이 솟구쳐 나왔다.

“제발…멈춰줘…,” 이리스는 눈물을 흘리며 애원했다. 하지만 그래스퍼는 그녀의 애원을 무시했다.

그래스퍼는 이리스의 에너지를 모두 빨아들였다. 그리고 그 에너지를 다시 이리스에게 역류시켰다. 이리스는 격렬한 고통에 신음했다.

“흐으읏….”

그래스퍼는 4시간 동안 이리스를 고문했다. 이리스는 온몸이 찢기고 타들어가는 고통을 느꼈다. 그녀는 정신을 잃을 때까지 비명을 지를 수 밖에 없었다.

“꺄아아악!!!”

그래스퍼는 이리스의 다리를 벌렸다. 그리고 젖꼭지와 음부에 전기 충격봉을 꽂았다. 이리스는 그래스퍼의 행동에 몸서리쳤다.

“앗…앗….\”

이리스는 계속되는 전류에 신음하며 경련했다. 그녀의 몸은 이제 망가진 장난감에 불과했다.

“아직 끝나지 않았다고요? 제 선물은 아직 많이 남았어요.”

켄트가 손을 튕기자, 푸른 번개를 두른 물고기 괴물, 나무 괴물, 벌 괴물 등이 나타났다. 이리스는 붉은 눈에 절망이 가득 차 울부짖었다.

“제발… 멈춰줘…!\”

하지만 그녀의 울음은 아무도 들을 수 없었다.

이리스는 수많은 고문 끝에 몸이 개조된 상태로 연인인 진의 집으로 돌아왔다. 그녀는 진을 보자 홀린 듯 그의 품에 안겼다.

“앙… 진…진!♡ 빨아줘..”

그녀는 진의 바지를 벗기고, 자신의 속옷을 벗었다. 그리고 그의 코끼리를 자신의 보지에 삽입했다. 그녀의 몸은 격렬하게 흔들렸고, 젖꼭지는 단단해져 모유를 뿜어냈다.

진은 그녀의 부탁대로 그녀의 가슴을 움켜쥐고 젖꼭지를 빨았다. 이리스는 쾌락에 젖어 허리를 튕기며 신음을 질렀다.

“흐으… 흐으… 흐으…”

이리스의 하반신은 축축해지고 모유는 격하게 흘러나와 그와 그녀의 침대를 적셨다.

이리스는 고문의 흔적을 지우려는 듯, 혹은 고문을 잊으려는 듯 진과 함께 뜨겁게 사랑을 나누었다. 하지만 그녀의 붉은 눈은 깊은 슬픔과 공포를 감추고 있었다.

이리스의 삶은 영원히 켄트의 붉은 눈에 굴욕적으로 새겨진 채, 망가진 장난감처럼, 쾌락과 고통의 사이에서 흔들리고 있었다.

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