'Damn you, that was my hand,' she yelled as the old disfigure man holding an axe had cut her right hand off ,he caught her trespassing on his property tied her up and bond her . That's where she was now . Her blood spilling everywhere. She saw that she had not been the only one here he had a good collection of people he caught and trapped here .She was losing blood , then he had stood laughing at the collection of hands that he had on one wall too . All sizes too. Suddenly she had too screamed as he then cut her other hand off . She would not escape ,no one did not as long as there was the task at hand he needed to do. It was his goal a goal he would see finish . Or die trying . end.