Jacob awoke, and immediately his muscles flexed, as his mind didn't register the time he'd been knocked out, he assumed Greg was on top of his with the hammer. Greg wasn't, he as watching as Shanna's cold bluish corpse tied Tori to dolly-cart. Jacob tried to stand up, but as his senses came back to him, he realized that he too was tied ,but his restraints bound him to a wooden chair.<br/><br/>"Greg! What the Fuck man?? Why didn't you leave man? What the hell is wrong with Shanna, and why the fuck are you two tying Tori to that thing?" Jacob said, straining against the duct tape, his head was pounding and he could feel the knot where Greg had smacked him with the hammer.<br/><br/>"Shut up pretty boy....I've heard just about enough out of you...It's your fault we are even in this situation to begin with....What ever fucking 'skeletons your fucked family has in its closet' are coming home to roost and you fucking dragged us up here with you.....Now look at my wife....Look at what it did to my beautiful fucking wife, Jacob!" Greg said, his fury boiling inside of him, while his pupils expanded to cover most of his eye, the demon was in full charge.<br/><br/>"You don't love me any more Greggy?....I didn't want to drown...." Shanna said after she finished securing Tori, her eye's squirting muddied tears.<br/><br/>"No, baby....You look as hot today, as the day I married you....but soon your skin will start to break down and you organs will rot.....and baby....I love you...but not that much..." Greg said his overly wide smile curling up onto his cheeks.<br/><br/>Shanna turned back to Tori, her eyes drooped and her hang-dog expression was made worse by the pale complexion and milky dilated eyes.  "It's your boyfriends fault my husband doesn't love me anymore....Tori...I think I might cut your face off." She said matter-of-factly, and watched as Tori's eyes got big, a muffled scream escaped the duct tape that cover her mouth, but there was little else she could do.<br/><br/>"Don't you fucking touch her....she's mine....I am gonna knock her up with this demon's seed and watch as she grows large and then splits like an overripe melon when the hellspawn births itself out of her...If you cut her face off I won't be able to keep a hard on." Greg scolded his undead wife.<br/><br/>"Greg...or Megot Vazhoul  or whom ever the fuck you are....I am gonna give you this one chance....Let me and Tori go now, and I won't cave your fucking head in...." Jacob said, staring a coldly at Greg, completely undaunted by the hammer in Greg's clenched fist.<br/><br/>"hahahah....Oooh I haven't laughed like that in centuries....Sure sure, Jakie, I am practically shaking in Greg's boot over here....Go head...bash your friends head in...I have other vestibules....." Greg said, partially speaking in the third person. "NO Jakie....we have other plans for you...Your girlfriend is going into the baby demon making business...but you....You have other uses...Well...I guess there isn't any reason to wait...Shanna dear...lets get these two down to their new home, shall we? " Greg finished and walked behind Jacob's chair, tilting it back and dragging him toward the secret basement door. Shanna followed with Tori strapped to the dolly.