I will use a scalpel to peel the skin off your chest, then I will use a needle to poke many little holes into that gummy red flesh. Afterwards, I will drill you to the bottom of a car through your hands and feet and take you for a joyride for a few hours, that way your exposed chest will be scraped against the road, causing indescribable pain. I'll keep you alive tho. Once we get back home, I will crush your fingers with a hammer until only pulp is left, then I will pull out each of your teeth...I don't have the desire to write down everything I plan to do to you once I find a way to locate you. What the HELL is wrong with me?