With the adrenaline locked into Cuddles' body, he couldn't sleep off any of the unbearable pain. He could only cough off his own blood from his throat, and let the pain consume him. This is exactly what MC wanted, and the exact opposite of what Cuddles would like to have. Cuddles knew the worst was yet to come, what he have experienced was just a pinch on the arm compared to what MC might do to his fragile fur and bones.
It was sickening to think about, but it seemed to be the only thing clinging to Cuddles' mind at the moment. Cuddles couldn't clam his nerves by switching on happy thoughts within his head, he was too scared and nervous by the thought of his last day on earth being this way. He was being killed by someone who he thought was his friend, someone he thought he could count on. The worst part was, he was getting killed in one of the most painful ways possible, and this time he wouldn't revive with no memory of the painful event.
Cuddles only breathed heavily and let the horrible thoughts rush through his bruised head, completely ignoring the fact that MC could hear the cries of pain in his head. The louder the screams got, the bigger MC would grin. Within minutes his grin was nearly as big as his entire face. The sound of weapons getting sharpened and put into perfect condition for a huge bloodbath echoed within the dark room. The aroma of blood was the only stench in the room.
With all the pressure Cuddles was holding deep inside his heart, he was nearly freaking out. He couldn't hide his worries anymore, so he let out a loud scream. This only made MC grin even more, he even twitched his left eye with insanity written all over his face. Cuddles couldn't bare it, but his eyes somehow only locked onto that terrifying picture. With nearly all his contraptions ready, Cuddles held his breath as MC finished sharpening up his last weapon.
Within a few seconds, the sounds of weapons being sharpened stopped, it was all over for good. MC stared directly into Cuddles' soul, and spoke a few words out softly with a creepy tone attached to them. "It's time..Cuddles. You know what your fate is, and this fate will stick with you until all your organs are spilling out from your very feet and you can only cry."
Those words spun around in Cuddles' head; all other thoughts were pushed away and that was the only one that stayed for the rest of the ride. MC suddenly got out a small scalpel, and slowly started to dig deep into Cuddles' skull, so that way MC could fool around with his head to make him not only physically suffer, but emotionally too. All his muscles and fur tore off at once, and his skull was completely exposed as he cried a river from the pain, his tears even had some blood here and there. MC began one of the most painful parts of the procedure, and dug deep down into his skull. Cuddles started to breath heavily and started to loose the last cup of his sanity.
Pain was the only feeling he was feeling now, all his happy memories he once had were dripping out slowly and his sanity went with it. Blood was spilling from the very top of his head, and so was all his fur. He cried deeply as he felt like animals were chipping away at his suffering body. He couldn't fight off the pain, he couldn't sleep it off, he couldn't do anything. He could only suffer and give MC exactly what he wished for. The sound of bones cracking got louder and louder as MC went deeper into Cuddles' skull carelessly. Cuddles wished someone besides MC could hear his loud screams for help, but the sound-proof walls were in the way, and so was the fact that there were no visible doors or anything; just a bare blood-filled wall.
After a few minutes, Cuddles' skull finally gave in and his brain was fully exposed. Even though it was over, the screams of terror still went on. MC just decided waited for him to shut up. No luck, after about 5 minutes he was still screaming and crying. MC couldn't take much more of it, so he got out a needle and thread and began to sow Cuddles' lips closed. The pointy, sharp end was fiercely struck into the side of Cuddles' mouth in a instant. Within seconds, the thread was being tied and the screams were no longer alive. But it wasn't enough peace and quiet for MC, he needed more. He gave out a bigger grin, and slowly gripped onto his small blade for the next procedure.
Sweat was now dripping off Cuddles' entire body, because he knew what was next. He was right, too. MC began to bring the sharp object to Cuddles' neck, and began to cut out his vocal chords. Even with Cuddles' mouth tied down tighter than a thick ball of Christmas lights, he could still mumble and make high-pitched sounds. No vocal chords and no sound was exactly what MC needed, if he were to do his work perfectly that is. Blood dripped onto Cuddles' neck and stomach, causing Cuddles to nearly faint from the sight of his own body being torn apart right in front of him. But sadly, the adrenaline prevented any reduce in pain.
Soon every possible way to speak was ripped away from Cuddles. And now MC could work in a peaceful environment and still be able to see Cuddles' life drift away. Now that the brain was exposed the the screams were kicked out of the room, he began to kill him emotionally first. MC stuck wires into Cuddles' brain, making sure his device was connected properly to his head as well. Everything was in tip shape, so now MC could alter his memories leaving only bad ones and make him only remember pain, causing him to have the worst case of depression ever invented.
But before MC could do any of that, he had to look through Cuddles' head a bit more.