Charity shifted the knife from hand to hand, "I bet the suspense is killing you, Kay!" Charity laid the knife down, "I'll be right back, just gonna get some scrubs and gloves on." Charity walked out of the room and Kay began to struggle to escape again.
Miguel looked around the lot, 'Where could the killer have taken Kay?' he thought, he walked slowly towards the lit set.
Kay's wrist were red and burned from moving them on the rope so much. Miguel walked up to Kay, "ohmigod! Kay there you are!" Miguel walked over to Kay and began to untie one of her arms.
Kay's eyes widened and a shadow went over Miguel, Charity was behind him holding a shovel. She brought it down on his head, knocking him out cold. Charity tightened Kay's ropes and then drug Miguel over to the corner and tied him up. Charity walked back over to Kay and held something over her face until she passed out, "Now, now, you should wake up by the time I'm ready to perform surgery!"
Kay woke up after a few minutes, she looked around and saw Miguel crouched over in the corner and Charity looking through a cabinet. Kay tried to move as quietly as she could but Charity heard her, "Ahh, ahh, Kay. We can't have you trying to escape, now can we?" Charity walked back over to Kay and picked up a knife, "Surgery time, Kay, dear!" Charity raised Kay's shirt and moved the knife along Kay's stomach. Pain shot through every inch of Kay's body. Charity pulled the tape off of Kay's mouth, "Okay, I'll let you pick the first organ I take out, which one do you want?"
Kay spit in Charity's face, "Fuck you!"