Hall of Infinite Doors

You are one sadistic being, and it feels GREAT! You love hearing the sound of the child almost choking on his tears. You feed him ideas of never seeing his parents or friends again. He will be used and tossed away like the toy he is. You love the spastic sound of a child's cry. The cry that is so deep, it sometimes seems as though they are not breathing. You hear him shutter, breathing in rapidly in spurts, and it makes you tinkle all over. What an amazing day. You drive him to your house, and the kid cried himself to sleep in the back of your van. "Well", you think, "that makes things a lot easier". You will always remember this awesome victory.