Pest and Barbie are standing in a room that is empty, save a single swivel chair. Tied to the chair is Erica, the mouthy store clerk from before. Her body is greatly bruised and battered, there are places where her flesh has been stained red with blood, and spots on her face where her tears had stained. Her lip is busted and bleeding. Her once long brown hair is now laying on the floor in front of her, cut off as a punishment. She's trying to cry, but no sound is able to escape her throat. She had cried all she was able to cry in the last few days. Pest walks out of the room, dropping the scissors he had previously used to remove her hair to the floor. Barbie looks at them with a wicked little smile.

Barbie:I'm going to take these scissors, and I'm going to cut your perky little tits. Not much, just enough.

Erica:Why? Why are you doing this to me? I apologized, I gave you free stuff. I don't know what else I can do.

Barbie:This goes beyond those things. He likes you more. He thinks you're prettier. You're younger. Your pussy's tighter.

Erica:I wish I could help that. I'm sorry you think he likes me more. I just want to go home. Back to my boyfriend, and my job. Back to school. I want to be a normal teenage girl. Not a hostage. I have a car!

Barbie picks the scissors up, looks them over, and then stabs them into Erica's left breast. Erica finally finds the ability to cry again as a new wave of sobs fills the room. A single drop of blood hits the floor.Her once white Cami is entirely crimson at this point. Erica lowers her head, she is admitting defeat. Pest walks back into the room carrying a crate, and a dog collar. With a wave, he sends Barbie to the back of the room. He sets the box in front of Erica, and sits upon it. She's trying to not look at him, but he lifts her chin up so that she can meet his eyes. He wipes one of her tears away.

Mr. WGWF:I'm going to hurt you in a second, then I will not hurt you again. But you and I are going to have a chat.

He reaches up, caresses her breast, rubs past her nipple, she shivers at his touch, until his hand touches the scissors. He pulls them out quickly. She lets out a scream before silencing herself.

Mr. WGWF:Do you know who I am?

She sobs.

Erica:No. I don't. Why are you doing this?

Mr. WGWF:My name is Pest, and I am the God of Emptiness. It has been a long while since I reminded people of that, but it's about time that I do. I've been making a few people bow before me, but it's not enough. You? Erica Jacqueline Tyler, you shall be the first example.

She shudders at his words. Their true meaning lost upon her at the time.

Mr. WGWF:Do you know what I mean?

She shakes her head. He responds with a simple nod towards Barbie's direction. Barbie walks towards Pest, grabs the scissors from his hand and cuts the cami off of Erica, leaving her wearing only her slacks and bra. The white polka dots amidst a sea of black intrigues Pest, but never the less he sits there and keeps his composure.

Mr. WGWF:For every answer you give in an unsatisfactory manner, you will receive punishment. When you satisfy me, you will be rewarded. Do you understand, now?

She nods.

Mr. WGWF:Good. Now, do you know what it means for me to be the God of Emptiness?

Erica:It means you're empty on the inside, and want us all to hurt like you do?

Mr. WGWF:Good answer. Barbie, go fetch a bottle of Coke for the girl. She's earned a reward.

Barbie leaves the room to go get a bottle of soda for Erica, who has stopped crying, or making noises other than to respond to Pest.

Mr. WGWF:You're very pretty. Do you know that?

Erica:I've been told it.

Mr. WGWF:Good.

Barbie walks back in with a cold bottle of Coke. She opens the bottle, and then spits in it.

Mr. WGWF:That's horrible. I told you, she's to be rewarded for correct answers. Now, give her a drink.

Barbie takes the bottle over and allows Erica to drink from it.

Mr. WGWF:Good. Now, Erica. Do you watch wrestling?

Erica:A little.

Mr. WGWF:Do you know who Jill Lorder is?

Erica:She's the pretty girl from Jamaica, right?

Mr. WGWF:The old woman from Jamaica. Barbie, remove her bra.

Barbie walks over and cuts Erica's bra off of her, exposing Erica's bare chest for Pest to see. A tightness forms in his pants, and he gulps. Barbie rests the scissors on Erica's cheek.

Mr. WGWF:Barbie, I'm going to stand up, you're going to take what's inside the crate, and attach it to Erica's nipple. The one on the breast you didn't stab.

Barbie nods, and Pest gets to his feet allowing Barbie to dig into the box, she pulls out a Mouse Trap, arms it, and then sets it off on Erica's nipple. She lets out a little yelp of pain before biting into her tongue. Pest goes back to sit on the crate.

Mr. WGWF:Now, you are familiar with her. Do you know that I eliminated her from a match on last week's Madness before laying down myself in ring to allow myself a leave? She paid me money to abandon my partner for the match, and she still lost to me. Yet, she thinks she can beat me this week. It did not work for her. Ok, do you believe the girl to be a fool, or do you believe she has something else planned for me?

Erica:She's a fool.

Mr. WGWF:Barbie, another drink.

Barbie walks over and delivers yet another drink to Erica.

Mr. WGWF:Good, now. For the final question, Erica. Do you want to come with Barbie and I?

Erica:Come with you two, and do what?

Mr. WGWF:Travel with me. I need pretty girls for my entourage.

She nods nervously.

Mr. WGWF:Do you like Barbie?

She shakes her head.

Erica:Can I ask you something, though?

Mr. WGWF:Yes.

erica:Why do you want me? Like what are you plans?

Mr. WGWF:You see, I'm a wrestler, as I said. I want you to come travelling with me, and keep me company. I chose you because you're pretty, young, and you seem eager to please me.

Erica:Ok, I guess.

Mr. WGWF:Barbie, get the hood, and place it on her for her final reward.

Barbies walks out of the room, leaving Pest and Erica alone. He gives her a kiss, deep and loving. He holds it until he hears the door handle turn. He pulls back from the kiss, and Erica does not react to the kiss. Barbie draped the hood over Erica's face, and everything went black. She felt a quick prick into her flesh, and then she went out cold. Her dreams were horrid, and painful. She dreamt that she was being nailed to a cross in a building, while still alive. She would try and scream, but no sound came out. She could turn her head to see the blood dripping from her wrists, but do nothing for it.

And then she woke up, and she felt the restraints still on her. She blinked, but couldn't see. The hood was lifted, and they were in an office building, and Pest was looking at her.

Mr. WGWF:Look down. You've been cleaned up, and redressed.

She does and kicks her feet in excitement.

Erica:Does this mean I'm free?

Mr. WGWF:Yes, I've already untied you. The restraints were purely aesthetic.

She stands up and looks around the room some more.

Erica:Where are we?

Mr. WGWF:Shane 's office. I left him a gift. Let's leave.

Erica and Pest made their way out of his office, but before they did she looked back to see Barbie crucified on the wall of Shane's office. There was a sign under her feet. It simply read: