I walk into the attic, as always padded. I grab the knife and wait for the peasant to wake up. I slowly pace around her before she wakes up.  "Mph.......h-huh? where am I? JAY?! why are you holding a knife?" Annabelle says. " I've worked on this attic for 5 years. Painted it, padded it with sound proof padding. Even put in metal doors and bars. This was all hoof-made. And it was made just for killing. I put in the names of everypony in this town in a jar. You're my first time. It'll hurt yeah but hey, you help me on my latest hood." I say smiling. "I lost my sanity a long time ago..." I say to her, walking up to her and slicing her cheek. "AHHHHH!! WHAT THE FUCK?!" she screamed. I break her jaw and snap it off.  *Snap! Riiiiip! Splat!*  "GAAHHH! guh! SCREEEEEEEEEE!"  She screams, choking on blood. "I'm sorry i have to cut this so short but goodbye. I have to make somepony's order, fast, bye." I say before stabbing her heart and skinning her. I weave it into furry cloth. i clean up the blood and wash the hood. I package it and wait for my customer.