text: [Themes: horror, romance]
  
  You resist the temptation to chop your assistants and decide to just verbally abuse them instead.
  
  "Don't fucking tell me how to inflict pain, I know things that would make you shit your trailertrash pants. Now you and your fucking brother get these patients down in the basement and fucking tie them to the extra tables."
  "Even the one we broke his limbs?"
  "What the hell did I just say? YES! HIM TOO! GO!" you yell and smack Jed in the head with your mallet as an added emphasis. "And gag them too! I don't want to be disturbed!"
  
  While Jed and Hugo follow your orders, you work on your poem again. After you finish it, you check on the cookies which are now done.
  
  "Ah yes! Some sweets for my sweet and a love poem to go with it! What better way to show that I care?" you say to yourself. You've always enjoyed the fact that your sister has never expected too much from you in the romantic gift department. She's always been content with your constant obsessive love for her; for she knows if there was anything she desired you'd make no hesitation to get it for her.
  
  You remember one time when you were in the mall and she wanted this really expensive ring she saw in a store, and you couldn't afford it at the time, but she didn't mind. However you could tell she really wanted it, especially when some old bat with too much money came in a few moments later and just bought it and left like it was the easiest thing in the world to fucking do.
  You excused yourself and told sis that you were going to look in the bookstore for awhile. You then followed that old rich bitch to the parking lot, put on some gloves (You're glad it was dark at the time) and choked the fucking shit out of her until her face turned fucking blue and purple. Then you took her keys, opened up the trunk of her car and threw her old ass in there and took the ring from her, returning back to the mall with nobody ever seeing anything.
  And that year on your sister's birthday you presented that very ring to her, she was very surprised and overjoyed by it. She didn't ask how you got it (Though she probably had an idea) she was just glad that you cared enough to get it for her.
  
  And isn't THAT what love's all about?
  
  While you reminisce about that day, sis steps in the front door. You immediately present her with your gifts.
  
  "Happy anniversary baby!" you say
  "What the hell are your inbred assistants' truck doin' here? You know how much I can't fuckin' stand them! I don't even know why you insist on working with such people."
  "Oh they just brought over some new patients and tying them up in the basement. Those fucktards will leave soon. Just think I won't have to go out myself and get new patients for awhile, which means I can spend more time with you." You say holding her.
  "I don't give a fuck. I've had a hard day, I'm tired, and I don't want them here. Get rid of them NOW!" your sister demands.
  
  > Get rid of them...permanently
  You're a little hurt that your sister didn't appreciate your gifts and just bitched you out for no good reason. You have feelings and while they don't manifest themselves in the normal way, you do have them.
  
  You angrily storm down the stairs to get rid of the two dickheads who got you into trouble in the first place, they should've been done by now anyway. When you find them, they're taking liberties with your patients. Typical. No imagination. You're out tolerance for their low life antics. They've spoiled your day by even showing up. You grab an electric saw and flip the switch. Jed turns around and stops his debauchery for a moment to see you.
  
  "Hey Doc! Hope you don't mind, you ready to join the fun?" Jed says
  "You could say that."
  
  You then lunge at Jed with the saw and drill it right between eyes! He lets loose a shout and falls off the table, with blood and brains leaking out of the hole.
  
  "MY BROTHER!" Hugo yells and attempts to grab you, but you cut off some of his fingers in the process. While he's screaming about that, you kick him in the balls and when he falls you run the saw across his back and pull out his fucking spine dripping of spinal fluid and blood, killing him instantly.
  
  "THERE! I GOT RID OF THEM! YOU HAPPY NOW?!" you yell at the top of your lungs.
  
  Totally immersed in blood lust and still angry about being scolded and feeling unappreciated, you begin to attack your tied up patients as well, cutting them up into bloody chunks, until nothing except you is still breathing in the basement.
  
  Feeling spent, but still mad, you pant heavily as you climb the stairs, to tell your sister you carried out her wishes like you ALWAYS do. That's when you find her asleep on the sofa, looking the very personification of beauty. Your previous anger is leaving you, and when you see that she has your poem in her hand, it leaves you completely.
  
  You feel a euphoric joy. She did appreciate your gifts.
  
  You kiss her on the lips without waking her up, and go change your clothes. You then head up to the attic, where a young woman you picked up from along side the road not to long ago, is tied to a chair. Looks like she's been trying to get free too, she wouldn't get far though considering the first thing you did was cut her tendons.
  
  "Well it appears an opening in my patient roster has occurred. I can see you now. And I can assure you; it will hurt, A LOT."
  
  You turn on your saw...