"So, the next question is for the girl with blue hair and blue eyes. What is your name, darling?" Anon asked.
"I am S-78."
"No, not that one. I am asking your real name," Anon clarified.
"Ashley."
"Hmmm.... I don't like that name. Cut off one finger," Anon commanded.
"Wait, please. You can't do that. I didn't name myself. Please, Nooooooo...."
Chop
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh...." She screamed louder than the guy with glasses.
"Shut up," Anon said, rubbing his ears and looking at the girl.
Upon hearing Anon's command, she immediately shut her mouth, no matter how much pain she was suffering.
"Look, guys, I don't have anything against any of you. I am not a savior of those who are lying, oh sorry, hanging dead inside that red room. I just needed the information at first, but when I looked at your faces, I felt this urge to torture you to the ends of hell. But I am not doing that, at least not yet. We are just playing a simple game."