Watson: "Matt, its a shame you decided to tell the authorities about one of our hideouts. I thought that you would last with us but your term is up. You will die here."
Matt: "Mmmh mmh mmmh."
Watson: "Shhh. It will be slow and painful dont worry. You will set the example for the rest."
He pulled out a knife and put it against Matt's left knee. Without hesitation he pushed the knife deep into his knee. His knee made cracking sounds as the knife plunged into it. Matt let out muffled screams and grunts of pain. Watson kept pushing until the knife stuck out of the back of his leg. Thrashing about, Matt started crying.
Watson: "Oh please don't cry. Your gonna make me enjoy this. Hahaha."
He pulled the knife out quickly. Blood started pouring from the knife wound. He wiped the blood off on Matt's other leg and plunged the knife into his left hand. Matt wailed in pain. Watson pulled the knife out slowly this time, watching it as he pulled it out. Jill opens the door and walks in.
Jill: "Watson! What the fuck are you doing!?"
Watson looked over at her.
Watson: "Im making a demonstration of him. He reported one of our locations to the authorities. He must be made an example of."
Jill: "Well now is not the time! Two of our hideouts were ransacked!"
Watson: "Let them. We don't stray from the plan. Have Clyde go see our friends. And kill Matt for us."
Watson grabbed his coat and opened the door. Muffled screams and cries came from within accompanied by maniacal laughter. He waited for the screams to vanish and continued walking, shutting the door behind him.