Spirit Breaker (another short story)

It was raining and she was running.
"Perfect" he thought as he traced her, step by step getting closer in his rented
car. "Come on honey, just a little bit farther, little bit faster, move that ass
for me."
She passed a couple that was running in opposite direction. "f---! Hopefully
that w---- didn't see me, and if she did, then the man will have enough brains
to keep her mouth shut."
Suddenly she stopped.
"What!? Did she see me? No it is impossible. Oh right she is tying her shoe."
It was time for him to get out of the car. Rain had stopped, but it was still
cloudy and wind picked up leaves, and blew them right in his face, that
contorted with an evil grin, which seemed to radiate all the evil and all the
pain in the world. If a passer by had seen him, he would have thought, that this
man had something forcefully taken away from him, and now he was planning a
revenge.
She was up! She had stayed down bit longer than usual, because she had to catch
her breath. Now she was ready to get back on running, but suddenly she felt a
sting in her left leg, and then she went limp.
He was struggling to get her body to the trunk of his car. Dose he had shot in her was not lethal he needed her to be alive, when the fun begun.
"Come on, you didn't look that heavy! Why the f--- limp people are always so hard to carry?"
He threw her body in the trunk quite violently but she didn't even groan, she was really out.
Three hours later after driving through a rain, that seemingly had stopped only for a moment to let him get the girl. But now it was making up for the lost time, and at moments it seemed that if it starts raining just a bit more, heaven will collide and apocalypse will begin. But when he finally got to his house and parked his car in his garage he couldn't care less about the weather, the fun was just about to begin...
She opened her eyes and found her self to be in a some sort of a sick fantasy. All around her were different sex toys, and some things that looked awfully lot like human bones.
"No this is just a bad dream, it must be, these things don't happen in real life, it's something that media makes up to scare people. It must be so". All these thought ran through her head as she was trying to fight an uprise of tears that had been sitting in her neck ever since she opened her eyes. Now she let it all go, she was bond to a chair, and there was nothing sharp she could use to get her self free. Chair itself looked like it was made out of solid steel but it was all round with no jagged edges. So she sat there and wept, when all of a sudden the door she had failed to see opened, and in came this men. He was wearing nothing but a loose fitting bathrobe, and holding a drill in his hands.
"s---, why must those b----es always cry? It ruins the make-up. Well f--- it, I ain't gonna worry about that now."
He walked over to her. And put his arms gently around her shoulders and asked.
"Do you know why you are here?"
She mustered up all the courage that was left in her and spat right back at him being ready to die.
"Yeah, because you filthy pig wanna rape me, and then kill me."
He looked a bit stunned for a moment, but he didn't release or tighten his grip. He just stood looking in her eyes and finally said.
"Yes and no, what I will do with you now, will kill your physical body, oh yes it will, and quite gruesomely I might add. But in long run it will save your immortal soul from suffering the wrath of Apocalypse. Because you will have given birth to the child that will be the next messiah."
At this point she realized there was no way out for her, even when she spat back at him just couple of seconds ago she had a little thread of hope that this was just a bad misunderstanding. But now seeing all the skulls on the ground and his stabbing gaze killed the last lingering thread of hope. So she morally collapsed and just asked.
"Why there are so many skulls and bones on the floor?"
He saw that she was broken, so he released his grip from her shoulders. Went around the chair, and placed his hands on her firm breasts, and fondling them said.
"Well, let's just say they didn't behave themselves, but I am sure that you and me are not gonna have the same problems, now are we dear?"
All she could do was slowly nod her head in an agreement.
"Excellent, well then I guess you go back to sleep."
Before she could say anything he had drilled through her temple.

When ten years later he was caught by the police, they asked him what made him commit such horrible acts. All he said, was that he enjoyed breaking the girls spirits before breaking their bones, he laughed until he was executed.