The boy's jaw worked, trying to bite a piece off of his prey, completely mindless in feeding. Like the other, he didn't seem to notice or think to try and avoid the poker, but this time as the makeshift weapon tore through the skull, things were different. All struggle ceased and the small body dropped to the floor, suddenly as corpse-like in behaviour as appearance.

But things were not quite done yet. Freed from what as keeping her from moving, the girl advanced on Sam again, no doubt intent on trying to finish what the boy had started.