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... About ten years later Ami made the mistake of asking Frank what happened to Marci. Ami should have known better but she was still trying to find answers for herself. Frank explained, with some enjoyment, what had happened to Marci after she left the house.

... It seemed that working for Jason had its rewards. Most of the time it was just boring shit work but the rewards made it all worth while. They took Marci to their place, evidently Frank and David had a place of their own outside the house. Marci's dog, Foxy, was already there in a kennel.

... They tied Marci to a chair and then pulled off the dog's tail. It was harder then you might think. For a while they worried that the whole spine was going to come with it or that they might have to use a meat cleaver but it finally came off. They tossed the tail into Marci's lap. Then they tore off the legs and tossed them into Marci's lap too.

... The dog was still alive, yapping and whining. So they put what was left of the dog in Marci's lap with the pieces. They untied Marci so she could cradle the thing while it died. It just stupidly licked Marci's hand. It didn't even know it was dying.

... When the dog was dead they untied Marci from the chair and strapped her down on the steel table. They put a tourniquet around her left arm near the shoulder and then used some carving knives to cut off most of the meat from her left arm.

... They cooked it up with some lemon and tried it but it wasn't to their liking. Every body was different and it usually took a couple limps before they got the right recipe. They weren't really cannibals. The fun part was watching people's expression as you ate them. They even managed to stuff some of Marci's arm into her own mouth. They were pretty sophisticated about keeping a victim alive too.

... Marci lasted five days.