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Re: An hour later
"Awww, that innocent eyes thing is pretty good. Now, if you'd showed any of those girls who cried and begged for compassion or mercy any, or perhaps I thought you could really reform, having had a moment of clarity about how your victims feel..."

She smiles, taking out a bowie knife and starting to cut him out of his clothes.

"Actually neither of those things would help you. Even if I weren't a heartless bitch with a twisted sense of humor, I've been paid to make sure that you suffer on your way out."

She finishes stripping him, before taking out a canteen and splashing him liberally with its contents.

"Now, see... I know you normally just feed your victims to the hogs on those occasions you're a little too rough with them, and pay the farmer enough to sleep /very/ soundly. And admittedly, being eaten alive by pigs would be a painful, horrible way to die.... you already know, obviously, that given the right stimuli, pigs will trample, tear apart, and eventually consume almost anything, including human flesh - and these have been well conditioned to that end. But, back to our science lesson, did you know that hogs also have 18 inch penises, Mr. Kine? 18 inch penii shaped like corkscrews... and I just doused you with hog pheromones. Chemistry lesson... there's a reactive chemical I included with the pheromones. After a few hours, the pheromones will wear off, and /then/ they'll eat you. The only question will be if they'll have trampled you or, erm, gored you to death by then. Either way, your bodyguards won't even be looking for you for longer than that, and no one at the party is expecting you, thanks to my girlfriend."

She leads him to the edge of the fence, and gives him a little push.

"Real shame you can't even scream." she replies, taking out his cel-phone and taking a final picture of Kine as the hogs close in with his camera phone, sending it to the number her employer gave her as proof she did the job she was given with suitable flair.

"Good bye, Mr. Kine."