The hands of the Grimace ripped out the man's entire rib cage, throwing it to the side as if it were garbage so it could get to its real target- the heart. With one quick gulp, it swallowed the heart, its Adam's apple making an exaggerated bulge as it slithered down into the Grimace's stomach. As blood continued painting the pristine white surface of the mountain, the dead branded's sister's laughter perfectly matched the rhythm of her brother's dismemberment. Probably tired of hearing the branded's laughter, or perhaps interested in the darkness flowing down her mouth, the Grimace turned its attention to her. In another blur of pure malice, it ran to the girl. As it ripped off her arms and shoved its hands into her stomach, she continued laughing.