As the stapled face women's laughter soon fades. Bailey still finds herself struggling to stand up on two legs let alone say anything. However Bailey does still see the bowl of human organs which she refused to pay attention to. Bailey just layed against the cold floor not understanding at all why this was happening to her of all people. Bailey had already suffered so much and as Bailey thought about it.

It flashed through her mind once again the car tumbling around aggressively thrashing against the cold earth. And Bailey's dead parent's how they're bloody eye's pierced through her soul. How she wasn't able to do anything to save them. Could all of this be perhaps karma Bailey thought to herself. As she touched her head softly only to feel dried blood up there as she tries to get up. Wobbly and weakly however she successfully gets up. Bailey looks around the almost prison looking room. As she looks at the chair the stapled face woman left in the room. Which Bailey weakly sat herself down in as Bailey's mind was racing if she was going to die or worse. However as Bailey grieved about her current situation.

The stapled face woman walked through her little underground collection. Looking at all the skin's from people she had collected and hung up on multiple different walls. As it was the stapled face women's version of decor as she walked until reaching another room with a metal door which she opened. As the woman walked into the room. What surrounded her were newspaper clippings of missing people and gruesome photos of her work. As the stapled face woman takes a seat in the middle of the room. Clicking her teeth together slightly pulling out the picture of Bailey when she was younger. As the stapled face woman says to herself.

"I know you don't really understand right now but i think pretty soon you will learn to appreciate. How much i care about you and then i feel i can truly be happy as We'll."

The stapled face woman says before softly and bizarrely licking the picture once again. Shoving it back into her trenchcoat pocket as the woman just looks straightforward. Almost in a very deep thought. As the stapled face woman think's about her past. She can recall every little thing like a bad dream. However there were some satisfying moment's as We'll. As she recalls killing both of her parent's as they were very ugly.

Alot of people used to call the stapled face woman ugly but she didn't believe them. She wasn't the ugly one it was the world that was ugly. However there had to be someone as beautiful as herself and that was Bailey the woman thought to herself saying.

"I....Am....Not ugly the world is...