“What did you just say?”

He hissed, turning on the back of his heels, his eyes wide with hatred and sadistic tendencies, his eyes wide and black, red clock hands turning as his smile widened to an almost uncanny expression, facing you and leaning full over, his radio filtered voice faltering with pure anger.

“Remember, my dear, I own your soul. And if you ever decide to disrespect that, I’ll tear your soul apart, and broadcast your screams while I tear apart your wretched little form limb from limb.”

He hissed, before leaning back up, appearing normal and smug once more.

“Now, do as I say. You will continue to act fine of your own accord, and work under me, like the slaved wretch you are. Oh…and before I forget…”

He added, turning back to face you on his heels.

“Obey the rules, or I’ll tear you apart, and eat your insides…while..your..still..alive.”

He replied, before turning back to walk away.

“Well, nice chatting with you, my dear! Always a pleasure to catch up.”