When they had found her, dead in her bathtub - The water turned red from the dark blood pouring from slashes all over her beautiful pale body. Her eyeliner running in black tears and her blood-red lipstick smeared across her face. And her cold dead hand, still gripping the gleaming blade dripping red with she used to take her life...

Oh High noon dead moon

A hangin all over you yeah

Devilman yes I can cut a little piece of you yeah

They said she remained as gorgeous in death as she had been in her wasted life - despite being covered in hundreds of self-mutilating slash marks...

Hunger! Inside you

Hunger!

Hunger! Destroy you

Hunger!

And Ryan Kuhn agreed with them. There was nothing more beautiful to him than a bloody and mangled dead whore - especially when they are pissed off...

Swift might dead night

That's all right for you yeah

Voodoo man yes I can tear it all down for you yeah

He watched Dana Newman throwing yet another temper tantrum. They were oh so fun to watch. Her knife hacking and slashing - to no avail - upon the glass of her blood-splattered cube with little more than the tiniest scratch.

She's a killer!

She's a thriller!

Spookshow baby!

She's a killer!

She's a thriller!

Yeah Spookshow baby!

She would rage and scream until she broke down completely and went over to a corner, burry that gorgeous make-up streaked face in her hands and weep quietly. Her body racked in violent shudders...

Red rain, no pain

Fallin down over you yeah

Wicked man yes I can tear it all down for you yeah

This was ecstasy to Ryan... Poor, pathetic, messed-up little Dana. He would love to get his hands on her. To rip his talon-like nails through her already hacked-to-pieces flesh. To tear at that succulent little throat of hers... And fuck her brains out, of course. Just the sight of her naked mangled body drove him wild with sick twisted desire...

Hunger! Inside you

Hunger!

Hunger! Destroy you

Hunger!

He just had to get out of this cage! And when he did, Dana was the first thing, after those bastards that had put him there, he would go after.

She's a killer!

She's a thriller!

Spookshow baby!

She's a killer!

She's a thriller!

Yeah Spookshow baby!

Dana finally raised her head from her hands, tears still pouring from the deep black pits, blazing with hatred, that were her eyes. Strands of wet dark brown hair sweeping over them as she slowly stood...

Bright glove, mad love

A movin all over you yeah

Psycho man yes I can do it all over for you yeah

His nail's screeched horribly upon the glass as Ryan traced the curves of Dana's body he could make out through her blood-dripping cube, and imagined all the twisted terrible things he was going to do to her... A psychotic grin twisted on his lips...

She's a killer!

She's thriller!

Spookshow baby!

She's a killer!

She's a thriller!

Yeah a Spookshow baby!

'You are going to be mine soon, Dana...' He giggled but it soon became hysterical maniacal laughter...