When Greg awoke the torch had gone out, and he could no longer feel the cockroach in his throat. Greg tried not to think too much about where it had gone.
Suddenly his mom walked in holding a flashlight which was illuminating her face rather eerily. Susan said nothing and Greg could feel something heavy being dragged across the floor as she walked towards him. Suddenly Susan let out a loud battle cry and hefted the heavy object, which Greg realized was a sledgehammer, and she began slamming it repeatedly onto the torch, driving it deeper and deeper into Greg's stomach and eventually into the ground. She finally finished, wiping sweat from her brow, as she had driven the top of the torch all the way into Greg's stomach, crushing his ribs and the surrounding tissue and organs from the repeated impacts.
Susan was very methodical not even speaking as she worked, and then she pulled out a butterfly knife and made an incision on Greg's stomach. She cut Greg's intestine and then began pulling it out. She pulled out almost six feet of intestine before she stopped and then walked away. She walked back carrying a bucket of creepy-crawlies. Greg cringed in anticipation of what was going to happen. He saw that Susan was wearing a pair of gloves, and then she grabbed Greg's right leg and pushed it into the air at almost a right-angle with the ground. It hurt a lot but Greg bore the pain, the real pain had not even begun yet. Susan took the knife and cut from Greg's heel all the way halfway up his thigh. She pulled the flaps of skin apart and began cutting flesh from out of Greg's legs and dumping it onto the floor. Finally she hollowed out a space in the incision she had made on Greg's leg, a space about an inch to two inches deep in some places, and two inches wide all the way from Greg's heel through his thigh. Greg gulped as he realized what was going to happen next.
His mom grabbed creepy crawlies, like centipedes, rats, cockroaches, crickets, ants, spiders, and maggots and began shoving them into the hollowed out space and then sewing the two flaps closed behind them, trapping the creatures inside Greg's legs. The sensation of them all in Greg's leg was awful, but then Susan repeated this process with Greg's other leg, and now both Greg's legs were stuffed with creepy-crawlies.
"The fun hasn't even begun", Susan said grinning evilly.
Then she covered the top of Greg's legs with mud and grass, and then lit it on fire. The mud softened the fire, to a burning heat, but the worst part was how the creatures in his leg reacted. The burrowed into Greg's flesh and Greg began screaming.
"SILENCE!" Greg's mom screamed.
"You insolent brat! I am trying to help you! Don't spit on my face!" she bellowed.
Then Greg passed out from the pain
