"Hello?"

Only Echoes. Smirking, I dragged her by the hair. "We seem to be alone."

She whimpered. I cuffed her to the basement pipes.

She peed herself when she saw the knife. Then she strained, but too late.

Her screams turned into gurgles as I cleaned her out, but I did not allow her to die. We were having way too much fun with her squirming.

Her expression turned absent when she saw her eviscerated guts, her mind pretending this wasn't real.

But the pain called her back.

"Hey Gurochan! I brought you another one. Is this thread still bumping?"