[And then, some more real laughter, howling and mad, but with such precise malice it could have been just for show. Then suddenly, there's a magnified sound of paper being torn, followed by something wet, dripping and pulling, thick and done for.]
[In his mind, of course, as BOB sets his metaphorical claws into the sides of his head. Close now, whispering intimately to him, directly to his soul - if he had one. The laughter? Abruptly stopped. Like someone slamming a door on it.]
How long do you think they're going to stay with a murderer ... a liar?
haha, no worries!
[And then, some more real laughter, howling and mad, but with such precise malice it could have been just for show. Then suddenly, there's a magnified sound of paper being torn, followed by something wet, dripping and pulling, thick and done for.]
[In his mind, of course, as BOB sets his metaphorical claws into the sides of his head. Close now, whispering intimately to him, directly to his soul - if he had one. The laughter? Abruptly stopped. Like someone slamming a door on it.]
How long do you think they're going to stay with a murderer ... a liar?
[Almost sweetly,]
A monster like you?