3WW "Pratt in 3E"

The words over at Three Word Wednesday are foolish, mercy and relish.

Pratt in 3E
It would be ever so foolish of you to be enamored by Pratt’s boyish good looks, the great hair, the fuzz-free wool suits and the meticulously shined shoes.

You shouldn't be drawn into that sweet, even-keeled voice, flat without inflection or regional accent. Don’t trust the dry handshake that is not too soft, not too hard. Or the smile that seems warm, but is practiced and composed, nightly.

Because playing in Pratt’s mind are grainy-color 16mm home movies of the most violent sort. Bloody decapitations, chemical-burned flesh. Screams of mercy bluntly cut off. Torture of an underground sort that a majority of the population can’t even begin to fathom. This is where Pratt excels; he relishes his time alone with guests, entertaining in his very own way.

Pratt keeps it together only outside the expensive loft; a dwelling devoid of most home furnishings – and one that does not contain his real name on the lease.

But once inside, expertly installed refrigeration and extensive sound-dampening allows Pratt to create, in real time, the visions in his head.