005: oh we HATE this! we don't wish to harm you we only wish to- FLAY YOU ALIVE!! *the laughter is at an all time high to drown out the sobbing of the other voice.*
007: *it whirls it's finger to the side of it's head to suggest 005 is crazy.*

005: oh we will! *the laughing continues until it turns into sobbing suddenly* such a tragedy! *seems like mood swings.*

007: *it nods happily*
005: the future says otherwise... *once again the area is filled with mocking laughter.*

007: *it's face remains the same, but you could tell if it could smile that it would.*

007: . . . *it slowly undoes the seams around the right hand of its outfit before fully removing it , black rotten blood pours from the empty hole before it grabs it and ties up the arm. it then hands the hand to ink.*