The Darkness Inside

Pinkie and the man arrived on floor 3A, they both walked out the elevator but the man led the way while Pinkie held the gun to the back of his head as closely as she could, keeping her hand on the trigger. They walked down the hall and made a left at the two way path at the halls end, she could smell the scent of food in the air, it was not tantilizing nor alluring to her but she knew exactly what it needed. 35 paces or so later they both arrived in the kitchen, the cooking crew were all hard at work making healthy meals for the many patients at C.M.R.C no one seemed to notice they were there. Pinkie carefully examined what she was facing. 6 chefs in this area, 3 on the left and 3 on the right and a cleaver on the cupboard, next to the 6th chef's left side. She imagined her best bet was to take them out in backwards order but first put the man in a head lock and face him in front of her as a body sheild just in case someone wanted to be a hero... She decided d to start from the right so Pinkie put her hostage in a head lock , facing him forward to use him as a sheilf and fired at the three chef's on the right as quickly as she could, she had successfully hit them, 3rd died from a headshot, 2nd from a stomach shot and the 1st from a direct shot in the chest. The same fate came upon the chef's on the right in the blink of an eye, well, all except one, Pinkie missed and instead hit her leg. The wounded chef tried to crawl away.

Pinkie approached the last Chef. "Your food...it needs something...how about i add in my 'Secret Ingredients'?

The chef grimaced at what it could be, she didn't want to find out anytime soon.Laughing at the expression on the chef's face, Pinkie ordered the man to tie the chefs hands and feet to something, and so he did, he tied the chef's handsand feet tightly to the table he had beem able to by tying the ends of the cords to the legs of the table. Pinkie went over to the cupboard to get the cleaver and came back over to the table then she immediately chopped into the ladies stomach hacking and slashing her skin away until her stomach was wide open. The chefs eyes overflowed with tears and her screams filled the room, Pinkie was enjoying this a great deal, she wished this moment would last for a lifetime.

"So...first ingredient is two kidneys, you seem to have those so...i'll just reach in and-" Pinkie yanked out the chef's kidneys like paper and set them aside. The chef had never known such agony, she wished she would just die already.

"Secondly we need one cup of blood" Pinkie said while grabbing a cup and obtaining the blood with ease.

"Lastly but most importantly we need one beating heart, i bet yours is okay, lets see" Once again, hacking and slashing but at the chef's chest revealed one beating heart.

"Wow your better than the grocery store" Pinkie said while cutting out the chef's heart and adding it to the bowl.

That final thing gave the chef what she had wanted; death. Pinkie held the ingredients and took it over to what was cooking, different soups were being made so to be fair she added as much of each ingredient as she could and grabbed her new best friend, the cleaver. Blood had of course been splattered on her from top to bottom she was almost soaked in it. She once again took the man hostage at gun point.

"We are going to the parking lot and we are getting a vehicle and we will DRIVE away." Pinkie ordered.

The man silently nodded his face was stained with semi fresh tears, at this point he dared not to oppose Pinkie, he was scared to the core now, he'd seen her in action and now regardless of how she was, how SICK she was he had just wanted hergone