The sight of her finger lying desperate from her hand and the pain made tears stream down her face as she stared at it in agony.
"You'll behave now, won't you? If you don't..." Howie said as he bent down to squat in front of her with a serious expression on his face, twiddling the bloody knife in his hand as he spoke.
"...if you don't, I'll take out an eye next! You're still going to die, but there's nothing stopping me from torturing you until you can no longer cause me problems!"
"Are we clear?" Howie asked, and for a second, although Violet was looking back at him, her vision was completely blurred with tears as she struggled to look at his face, only to hear him speak again in a fiercer tone than before.
"Are we clear?" he asked again, and Violet, her entire body shaking in fear and pain, instantly responded. The thought of him taking a knife to any other part of her body made her tremble in horror.
