You sit in Wenda's basement, chained up to her floor. The metallic blood smell making you sick, but you've got used too it by now. There's Gray's dead body next to you, you have been fed his organs, just a few days ago. You hold back a sob, exhausted, you close you're eyes. Ready to fall asleep. Until the basement door opens, Wenda walking down the stairs, dragging something in a black trash bag. It leaves a trail of blood, you know what it is already. She giggles, dropping the bag on the floor. She walks over to you, cupping you're cheeks with her blood stained hands.

"Hello, my love~! I thought you were dead, you slept alllllllll yesterday hehe!" She says in a sing-song voice, her signature manic smile on her face. She loves you very much. Too much. Way too much.