Every now and then I dream I killed my brother Harvey
Every now and then I dream I killed my brother Harvey

I've done it so many times they all squish together, a mixture of screams, blood, and ugly gaping wounds. But my favorite Harvey death is more subtle and indescribably delicious in its combination of tension and torture. In this one he's tied to a chair, completely helpless. Next to him, on the ground, is a vacuum cleaner - one of those tubular kind with a hose, like a large snake, winding its way out of the canister and up into Harvey's mouth, where it's securely duct-taped into place. Close by is a timer that the vacuum cleaner is plugged into. Slowly, the timer counts down to the point where it will eventually power up the vacuum, instantly sucking all the air from Harvey's lungs, leaving him desperately struggling against the relentless and unstoppable suction of a mad and merciless machine.
Every now and then I dream I killed my brother Harvey