"Please, no! I've had enough of getting beaten up because of the incident, I'm sorry, please spare me! It's not my fault, I beg you!"

The maintenance girl, or who some may call the campfire elf pleaded for mercy on her knees. She was sobbing, snot and tears running down her face while cuts, bruises, and scratch marks galore made their very noticeable appearance as you approached her trembling being.