It was unbearably scary to sit on the floor in this terrible basement and look at the various appliances that He was laying out in front of him.

You feel like you're shaking violently, your pulse is racing and there's a scream in your head: you need to run away.

Messer looks at you, still deciding which to take pliers or a hammer, and gestures for you to choose.

The man is in no hurry. Finally his voice echoes in the basement:

"One more of those disgusting sobs and I'll sew your mouth shut."