"Let's go do it! Now it's torture time!" He laughed as he began to walk out of the basement with his knife in hand. "How should we start torturing her?"
"peel her layers of skin of like an onion? sew her mouth up? poke her with a sword? keep giving her painful but not life threatening cuts? ooh ooh, i know..." Eli continued like this for a while, seeming to never run out of ideas for creative torture.
"How about we do all of those things, and when she finally dies - hopefully it takes a few days - we can hang her by her intestines!" He laughed as he waved his hands excitedly.
"Torture time torture time torture tiiimmmeee!" He giggled and began to violently stab the air as he stabbed himself when it went through the air, blood spurting out of his wounds.
"A-ash... You shouldn't injure yourself like that..." I murmured as I rushed towards him, taking out a roll of gauze. "Um... Do you want me to bandage it up?" I questioned, a pinkish hue appearing on my cheeks.
"just bandage him. We can't have one of our torturers dying of blood loss now, do we." Eli now showed just how damaged her brain was at this point, as usually she could act like she still had sanity, but in fact, she had not a drop of it left in her body.
He stared at the guaze and nodded. "Yes please Lulu." He smiled happily, quickly changing from a lunatic stabbing himself to a normal person. Or half normal. When he turned around again, he'd probably continue stabbing himself. In his mind.