Watching as the hostess gathered up all the trays of food and locked them back in, Emily sat sadly, staring at her stump of a leg where her foot used to be. She sat there, quietly, waiting for the hostess to return, not talking with either of the other girls. She couldn't bring herself to. She just wanted to sit there in her nudity, quietly.<br/><br/>Emily finally saw Amber, and almost gagged in response to it. The poor girl had been hacked apart completely! She could see where she had been very pretty, but now all she could see were the stubs and missing parts..<br/><br/>She couldn't believe what the hostess was saying, either.. she was supposed to pick another girl to lose her foot? She looked up, her eyes wide in shock as they were framed by her dirty hair. After only a moment, though, she looks into her hostess's eyes and says, "Any of the girls? In that case, I pick yours." She tries to put a firmness to her voice, to get rid of the shaking fear in her.