The doors opened and a woman, dragging what looked like a middle-aged man, came into the room. Following behind her, two more women came into the room and helped chain the man to a wall.
"Please, please don't-" started the man.
"Don't what?" One of the women asked, sneering at him.
"Kill you?" finished one of the others.
"Oh, well we can't do that," the third women started, "you have to pay."
"P-pay for what?" stuttered the man.
"Why, for being so nosy of course!" The first women said.
"Enough talking Connie," the second women shouted, "we don't have time for this!"
"Fine then, what first Nadia?" Connie asked.
"Hmm…" Nadia said as she thought.
"I don't know. Nora, what do suppose we should do?" Nadia asked.
"I think we should carve him up while he is still awake. Starting with his stomach and working outwards. Then, we should let him bleed out until he dies." Nora suggested darkly.
"Hmm, I rather like it. Don't you Nadia?" Connie questioned.
"I do." Nadia agrees.
"So then, let's get started shall we?" Connie said.
Connie walked over to a chest in the corner of the room, opened it, and pulled out a butcher knife. She walked calmly over to the man currently chained to a wall. She knelt down in front of him. "We should gag him." She called back over her shoulder. "Then do so!" one of the others shouted back. Connie pulled what looked like an old scarf from a nail hanging on the wall, and tied it around his head and in his mouth.
Now gagged, the man started trying to scream, resulting in only a few whimpers. Though still chained, Connie arranged the man so that he was lying flat on his back.
"Now the fun begins!" Connie said happily.
Connie slowly dragged the blade across the man's stomach, drawing only a few beads of blood. Then dragging the blade more firmly across him, she sliced a long, deep cut upon his stomach.
The blood, now pouring from the wound, was creating a mirror-like pool on the ground. Using a smaller blade, Connie carved the words 'I will not stick my nose' on one of the sides divided by the cut. Then, on the other side of the cut, she carved the words 'into other people's business' to form the phrase 'I will not stick my nose into other people's business.' Connie grinned happily while standing up.
Connie walked back to the other women. "Is it my turn yet?" Nadia questioned excitedly. "Yes, yes, fine." Connie said sighing.
Taking the blade from Connie's hand, Nadia made her way over to the man. Kneeling down, she made a long, deep cut from the man's shoulder down to just above his wrist on both arms.
Now cut and carved on, the man started thrashing around. 'It must hurt' Nadia thought amused. Standing up, Nadia made her way over to Connie and Nora.
"Hey Nora, want to do the honors?" Nadia asked.
"Sure." Nora replied blankly.
Taking the blade from Nadia, Nora calmly stepped toward the man. Bending over him she cut his wrists open and slit his neck, but not too deep, as she wanted him to suffer. Nora stood up straight, and walked over to her partners. Grabbing both knives, the three women walked through the doors and out the exit of the building.
The man was found the next day, but the killers were never determined.