Fermented skin, peeling off the walls. Blood stained carpets, The doorknob's broken wrist, prevents escape. Toes taped to the windows. Hair hanging from the ceiling, dripping with the oil of hatred. A gruesome laugh is heard over the moan of mankind. A chainsaw revs. You stand, watching from a corner. Through the slits of your eyes. A scream rings out then dies seconds after. You gasp for breath, trembling... suddenly you laugh, you can't control it, you try to resist the urge. You sit there swaying back and forth.

Hours pass, hunger gets the better of you, you reach out and strip the tape off of a toe, smiling.

The hair sways back and forth, dripping blood, with a toenail tied to it.