she stared at the fire for a moment , closed her eyes , than opened them again . `` maybe you should just tell her . he collected several bodies , preserved them in tanks of wine and then stored them in his tool shed . but he had n't stopped calling her once an hour . after a few moments , his mother gave in to curiosity . she shouted as her childhood nightmare tried to weaken her . he plunged his fist deep , twisting his body to avoid the muzzle full of teeth rushing toward his throat . 