Jenny felt pain which she never thought she will ever have to feel, both in her soul and in her body. She was observing the deaths of her best friends, tied down, as they were beaten to death by a man she thought was kind and friendly, and who also hurt her too, without any reason.
The pain in her shoulder was also unbearable, she felt the tiny bones grinding together even by her smallest moves. It felt like her shoulder was screaming too. She felt dizzy, she felt her stomach trembling, but she didn't fain tor threw up. No matter she could barely stand on her feet – if he didn't beset her so tightly, she would fell to the ground -, se was still conscious. She trid to prepare herself to the pain, but she knew she couldn't, she will squel, she will beg and maybe she will faint.
Please no, she thought. Even her thoughts were trembling, but she could keep them together. I can't faint, if I do, I will lost all hope to ever be able to escape!
She tried not to look into his eyes. She didn't want to provoke him, and didn't want to see that beastly smile – she knew if she would see that, she would give up. This man – this monster – can't be the nice Mr. Miles, the one who didn't want them be in trouble because of destroying Toy Foxy! This grinning, wheezy beast with his hands slippery from sweat, it can't be him! This beast, who was grinning when the boys' blood splashed on him, and when Jenny was screaming so loudly that she thought her throat will break. Even his voice didn't sound the same, Mr. Miles had friendly, kind voice, and this one's was rusty and breathy, similar to a large predatory animal.
She saw something moving from the corner of her eyes, and as she look at it, she saw as he raise the hammer again. She huddled herself up, her muscles stretched like they could protect her from the pain – and pain didn't came. She saw his momentum broken as he flinched and turned his head to the empty side of the corridor. His was battling for breath, his eye bulged and move to one side to an other as he heard something disturbing and now he is searching for what caused it. Jenny didn't hear a thing, she was sure, even in her suffering, and the strange behaviour of the man made her even more terrified.
Miles suddenly looked back at her, with a sudden, wild move, and he pulled herself closer to him by her shirt.
„What did you say, you little bitch?" He was almost hissing. The white of his eye were glowing in the dim light and he looked like a hunted animal. Jenny throat was aching from screaming so she couldn't answer, even if she knew an answer, but Miles wasn't patient, waiting her to utter something.
„I asked, what did you say?!" His voice sounded hysterical, and he seemed scared. He smell of his sweat reached Jenny when he was leaning closer to her, snarling, as he wanted to bite.
„How dare you talking to me like that?!" He yelled and his spit squirt on her face. „You little bastard, don't dare to call me like that!"
Jenny was numb from fear. This new behaviour of Miles were even more unpredictable and terrifying than the previous.
„Do you think you can scare me? That's your plan, ha?!" He snarled into her face and grabbed her hair, violently pushing her head up. „You act like you know everything, right? But you forgot who's stronger here, don't you? Let me show you!"
Jenny was watching as confusion left his face and rage replaced it. Miles grabbed her hair even more violently and raised the hammer again. And than he smashed, and everything was breaking. And then he smashed again, and again, and a lot more times. And Jenny didn't feel anything, her body was hanging lifeless, and didn't saw as after the first few hits that happy, evil grin returned to Miles' face. He hit the girl's head until the upper part of her skull disappeared, and he only stopped when he couldn't hold her by her hair because there were not enough from her head which had any hair on it.