"The vermin, everywhere! The stench of the parasites they call people. Poisoning what little the world has left to give to us!" Nny looks out his window, staring out at nothing in particular. "Don't they care? Don't they see what all they've done!? Can't they tell they have ruined every last thing they've been given? They deserve to die! To rot in the deepest pits of hell! Which actually isn't all that bad... But that's beside the point! They need to have their organs ripped out and spewed across an open field. Their limbs ripped off and put on display. To have their blood feeding my wall… But no, NO! They keep living! And why!? For what reason must I be punished for their mistakes, their stupidity!? I HATE THEM!!"
"Now, now Nny." Says the severed head of a bunny, "there's no need to shout."
He slowly turns away from the window and looks sideways at the floating head. "But Nailbunny.... I can't help it. It's just another part of my growing insanity. The ranting I mean. And there's nothing I can do about it except give in."
Don't give in Nny! Mr. Eff says. You need to remain strong! And alive, mostly alive… heh. You can't give in.
"Didn't I stop talking to you and D-boy two weeks ago?"
…No
"Weren't you two trying to kill me so you could be free?"
Of course not! I want you to live!!
"LIAR!!!!" He pulls a knife from the dirty wall and hurtles it at Mr. Eff's face.
"Do you feel better?" Asks Nailbunny, eyeing the stabbed doughboy.
"Eh… not really." Says Nny, going back to stare out the window. A few minutes pass, the only sounds are Mr. Eff trying to free himself from the knife, and the screams of terror floors below. Johnny slowly sinks his head into his hands, elbows on the windowsill. He watches as Squee and Shmee try to hide from a mutant guinea pig behind a small tree. "Nailbunny…" He turns slightly towards the bunny, "I'm bored."