Evelyn Carter. Next time I see you, I promise, we will play. We will play more than last time. And this time, this time I will slaaaaaaaughter you for real. I will skiiiiin you, and I'll uuuuse your skin to make myself new gloves. Or a hat. Or no, better idea, I might actually make myself a new briefcase, where I'd keep my torture instruments~! How cute is that? *giggles a bit*
*goes serious* We talked about Eric. You promised you wouldn't touch him. And I promised you something else... Protection. From your sick old brother. Weeeeell. You broke your promise, so why would I keep mine? Nope, nope, nope, next time Timmy gets you, I will just b