Warren set his hand down Ali's belly.  While she was presenting a brave face to him, the fact that she recoiled at his touch told him all that Warren needed to know.  "Shhh, just relax and enjoy the show...  Maria if you could prepare a cold compress for Ali's head?"  Warren gave Maria a look and a nod before looking back, the fun was about to start and he was eager to get going.  The cool silver of scalpel pressed against the first dot right below Ali's throat.<br/><br/>For a moment, there was nothing but a sharp press against Ali's skin and then cleanly it penetrated Ali's skin drawing a bead of crimson blood and a cold agony from Ali's chest.  Warren's eyes glowed with fervor almost as if he fed on this and he brought the blade downwards connecting the first dot to the second and then to the third.  The scalpel sliced through Ali's flesh precisely drawing more blood and cold fire agony as it slashed through nerves.  From the mirror overhead, Ali could see an angry split line from where Warren had gotten started to where the blade was.<br/><br/>Warren paused for a moment and looked at Ali with a warm smile on his face.  "How is our lucky girl doing?  You can scream if you want to.  This room has been soundproofed..."