"now, hold her down, i wanna hear her scream!" demanded Needles, and Kathy screamed in both fear and anger, yelling various curses and threats, but the girl who lead her here and another girl stepped out of the shadows and held her down as the girls stepped forward. They looked about 8, and that only made them scarier. they pulled out a little case from their pockets and unzipped and pulled out a long needle each, and jammed it into her hands, neck and arms, and though she was in agony, she refused to give them the pleasure of hearing her scream in pain.
the girls looked at each other and as if by some secret sign, the both pulled out a small penknife from the little pouch, and stepped towards Kathy, flipping out the knife, and though she was determined not to scream, the pain got too much for her, and she screamed, and she was vaguely surprised no-one had heard or come to help. as they sliced off small strips of flesh and skin, she thaught, next time i'll wait for back up, but a bitter voice muttered there won't be a next time, and she knew it was true.
