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Vaas’s skin is hot and sticky, he's feverish, his bandage is soaked. Jason slowly peels it away from the inflamed flesh, millimeter by millimeter. The stuck skin stretches, the scab tears with a crunch, and he laughs when Vaas starts to scream. He wipes the blood with the removed bandage and pours whiskey over the wound. Vaas wheezes, arches up on the old mattress, his bound legs pushing against the floor.
"Hurts, does it?" Jason asks cheerfully and pours the whiskey into his own mouth. He wants to stick a finger in the wound and add, how about now?
