Intestine Monologue

Oh your intestines feel s-so good I said grinning. Ah I see your breathing is slow and shallow but you can't die yet I'm not done playing with you I said calmly but creepy. The crimson blood from there intestines slowly flowed down to the floor, I looked at there face there hair was covering there eyes so I couldn't tell if they were crying or not. I grabbed a needle and a thread and sewed up their stomach. There that should keep you live for a while I said.