Ahahahahaha!
The Dough Boy looked around for a new weapon. There was nobody around, so he moved on to teh end of the hallway.
He looked around in this next room; only one person was there. The Dough Boy didn't know this guy; he must not be very important.
The Dough Boy kept looking around this small, cramped room; there was a hammer in the corner! The Dough Boy didn't think that was a very good weapon, but he was willing to use it on this... unknown man.
He ran up to the hammer, and picked it up hard. It was pretty heavy for the tiny Dough Boy. It made a loud scratching noise as he dragged it up close to the man. It seems that the man was listening to music... or he was deaf... either way, the Dough Boy was able to finish him.
BANG!
The Dough Boy threw the hammer by twisting a few times; like in the hammer throw competition in the Olympics. The hammer struck the man's head, knocking him out.
The Dough Boy retreived the hammer, tired, and then flipped it over.
He smashed the man's head with the nail-remover part. Blood spat all over the wall behind him; it was quite amazing that any of the bodies hadn't been discovered yet.
The Dough Boy stopped the smashing after the twentieth hit. He was dead now, there was no point in continuing.
He moved on again, leaving the bloody hammer...