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    Let The Experiments Begin
    Let The Experiments Begin
    Let The Experiments Begin
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    Let The Experiments Begin

    By Tobias Trype

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    Experiments on the human mind can lead to some terrible consequences. Ignoring these consequences, Leo has begun his experiments and has dragged Clark and Anna down as far as he could bring them. These experiments will make Anna and Clark struggle with their own minds and one of them just might break under the pressure. But the question is, who will?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherTobias Trype
    Release dateFeb 10, 2014
    ISBN9781310036194
    Let The Experiments Begin
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    Tobias Trype

    Hello and welcome to my profile, I thank you for taking the time out of your day to look at it. There is so much yet so little I can tell you about myself. I am a young author with many aspirations for their own life which will only turn into a tiring list should I even try to tell you about them. I enjoy reading and writing and practicing the art of story telling, a practice I will probably never master completely and hope to share my stories with whomever wishes to read and listen. I prefer to tell stories based around the more horrifying twisted aspects of human nature and the mind and won't pull most of my punches. So if you find anything along those lines to be highly disturbing and dislike reading about such things then you probably will not enjoy my stories.I hope you like what you find here, for not all of the tales you'll find here are of airy delightful dreams.

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      Book preview

      Let The Experiments Begin - Tobias Trype

      Lets Experiment on Your Mind

      By Tobias Trype

      Copyright 2014 Tobias Trype

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      Chapter 1

      He belted out lyric after dreamy lyric of his current favorite song. Each line was punctuated with a stroke of his brush, reds and greens and yellows all blending into each other as he painted his latest masterpiece. His canvas had long since gone quiet. This sort of treatment was preferential to past torturous activities, the marks of which were being covered bit by bit with globs of paint. Blues and yellow bruises being covered with reds and greens. Red welts scars and cuts being painted blue and purple. Swirls of pink and teal punctuated the changes in colors. Truly a monster of a piece.

      The canvas withstood the painting of their eyelids that of which eventually forced their eyes to remain shut. The sting of paint in open wounds. The sparks of soreness from bruises being poked and prodded with artistic intent repeatedly.

      The artist paused in thought and movement, thinking carefully as he looked at his work. With the blunt end of his red stained paintbrush he jabbed the canvas roughly in the chest, gathering green and yellow paint onto the end of the brush as a result. The canvas didn’t even respond to the jab. It was barely worth a thought at this point.

      Well? Don’t you like my singing? He jabbed his victim once more. The victim didn’t respond. Didn’t have a thought. There was simply no point in it anymore. The man let out an irritated breath and put his painting implements down on the table beside his painted restrained artwork.

      You know, this is the last straw. He strode away from the victim and turned on the faucet of his sink and began to rinse his hands, scrubbing away at the paint furiously. For a week now I’ve done nothing but try to please you and yet you still say nothing! He dried his hands off and walked back to grab his painting implements. He accidentally stuck his thumb in a glob of blue and pink but paid no mind to it. Still the victim didn’t respond, gave no thought to the words.

      I’ve tried again and again to make you happy but you just won’t hear it! You used to LOVE my singing he raged on while he cleaned off his tools. You let out cries when I irritated your cuts and stabbed at you and flinched with my every touch! You would cry when you were in too much pain and plead for me to stop! But now- BUT NOW you don’t even let out a whimper! He turned the faucet off and dried his hands, fuming in the sudden silence. The man glanced over at his canvas and let out a heavy sigh. After a pause in motions he strode back out of the room.

      The victim could hear the faucet of the tub being turned on and a pop of something else. Angrily the man stomped back into the kitchen and stopped in front of the victim with his hands placed on his hips.

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