Help Me I'm in Hell "A Puppet Boy Oneshot"

Gigi Carmine and Justin Harmon.

"August 15, 2013"
"Breaking news, the current whereabouts of Justin Harmon (Age 15) and Gigi Carmine (Age 12) are still unknown, it has been 96 hours since both of their disappearances, last being seen by skyway bridge, heading towards the bus station. As the police continue to search for the two children, the distressed parents of the two children set up search parties, we can only hope that they both come home safely to their families. The perturbed mother of Justin Harmon, Ms.Harmon is here with us today-

Ms. Harmon what do you have to say about this whole situation; "

The camera pans out from the portrait of a brunette slender woman in a black suit, as she turns to reveal her left side in which a Bluetooth is imbedded into her ear. She holds out a microphone for a towering woman with thick curly hair and a long sleeved shirt. She had perfect caramel skin that is complimented with brown eyes and a mole on her cheek.

She had an accent as she spoke. She also had a worried expression on her face as the news anchoress held out the long blocky object. The woman grabbed the microphone and started talking into it:

"Por favor, se alguém viu meu filho em casa com segurança, entre em contato com as autoridades locais para qualquer avistamento dele deixa levar meu bebê para casa sãos e Salvos."

Followed up by an English Dub:
"Please, if anyone has seen my child bring him home safely, contact the local authorities for any sightings of him lets bring my baby home safe and sound."-

That's when the Tv Clicked off.

*Click.*

Justin ached at the burning pain in his wrists as the now brown tinted rope, that sealed his hands together, Lacerated into his now infected wrists. He heard the distant, helpless cries of a young girl from the other side of the room as he struggled to escape from the already assimilated infection.

"It's no use..." the girl whimpered helplessly. "We're going to die here." She huddled in the corner of a grimy, mold infested, and windowless room, of what could be assumed to be a basement...but where?
Where was the question, where was a place where both Gigi and Justin wanted to be and not be at the same time. Where, was home.

"If I just-" Justin was cut off by The Locked door on the far corner of the room being opened and unlocked. As soon as the door opened up, a loud blood curdling creak filled the room. Both Justin and Gigi's Blood stopped flowing through their bodies as the door revealed The Man standing there.

His presence silenced the room, to the point where the mice that had congregated in the south corner of the room stopped chittering and squeaking,  and scampered off in fear.
But one such mice, was unfortunate enough to be stepped on with a satisfying squish as the man walked over to Justin, whose hair was now a greasy mess, and dirt smeared along his left cheek.

The man who now towered over Justin, tsked and then picked up the boy whispering into his ear. "Puppet Husband it's time to give you a bath, alongside with your lovely puppet Wife." He wore a sickening grin over his face as he pulled out a syringe with a clear liquid and injected one half of it into the boys struggling neck, he breathed heavily as his esophagus began to asphyxiate himself.

Just then The Man Injected the other half into Gigi's neck as she pleaded for him to stop. Tears ran down her dirty, greasy, and blemished chin as she became perturbed...no...Petrified is a better word to describe it. 

As soon as Justin and Gigi became numb enough for the man to pick both of them up, he lifted both of them up over his shoulders with ease.
As he left the room the same rotting smell invaded his nose and left a similar smell in his nose. He thought;

"This weeks show is going to be amazing..." he thought with a gleeful facial expression as he carried both of his puppets to the bath.

He plopped both of them Into a grimy bathtub and with his own two hands he began undressing Gigi, and then Justin, once he was done, he admired the both of them carefully in their vulnerable state as Gigi struggled to gain all feeling of her body. Tears rolled down her swollen puffy cheeks.

He carefully placed Justin into the bath tub and then carefully bathing him with icy water. He scrubbed every part of Justin's numb and unconscious body, before putting on a ridiculous set of classic German clothes
He then proceeded to paint over his tan skin with pale makeup...ensuring that

Justin thought to himself

"I'm going to die here...with this psychopath, and a 12 year old girl." He grimly thought as he slumped in the chair the man slapped him across the face.

"Stay Still Puppet Boy!" The Man shouted at Justin slapping him across his face. Justin slumped a little, as the man held a string in front of his face.

"Puppet Husband, and Puppet Wife, you see this string?"

Justin nodded and looked back at Gigi whom weakly nodded from the moldy bowl of icy water. Justin's eyes, were weary-eyes, and bloodshot, as his eyes moved from grimy, moldy Wall to wall, The Man punched puppet husband in his face.

"If you take off the strings, I'll have to put it on in a more painful manner." The Mans eyes darkened, as he said that.

A/N: I could've written more but I was already getting up to the limit. Sorry z0mbies  if you're reading this.