[Shaun]

Lewis was peering into the fridge when he was grabbed by his hair and thrown to the ground. He looked towards where the attack came from and saw a figure partially illuminated by the light in the fridge. Panicking, Lewis tried to call out for help but the killer punched him in the face. The Killer kneeled down besides him and withdrew a long pair of scissors from one of their pockets. Lewis' mouth was prised open and the attacker grabbed hold of his tongue. Lewis screamed but the sound was muffled, no one upstairs would hear him over the music.

He could feel the cold metal of the scissor's blades on his tongue; the muffled screams became more frenzied. It happened so slowly: the blades closed in on Lewis' tongue, cutting steadily into its flesh. He felt faint as the pain became too much, blood had began filling his mouth and he began to choke. The killer taunted him by waving his detached tongue in his face with one hand while holding the boy's mouth shut with the other. Lewis could feel the numbness set in as he drowned in his own blood.

The discovery of Lewis brought a swift end to the party.