[VIDEO]
[A camera flicks on with an image strait out of a porn film set. Huge bed, red silk drapes, table filled with sweet delights, candles - the works. A short man with slicked back hair steps into the frame from the side, having set the recording device up on a dresser or a tripod. He peers into the camera as if looking for something and a Twix appears in his hand which he unwraps and starts to eat.]
Right. Right. I get it. I do. This is hell.
I’ll admit that this is a bit more creative than I’d expect from you, Luci. Where’s the torture rack? The holy oil? I don’t even hear any screaming.
Hello~o. I though I’d rate a personal appearance at least.
[a pause as the man looks into the camera as if waiting for an answer, consuming a few more candy bars in minutes, a smug smirk playing across his lips]
Well if you won’t come to me then I’ll just have to find you. Never thought you were the type to play hard to get. I’ll tear every last inch of this place apart if you don’t stop me, bro. I know all your tricks… I’ve learned some better ones.
[the man snaps his fingers and looks surprised when nothing happens]
Oh, screw you, Luci. Is that all you’ve got?
[camera abruptly shuts off]