The Drill Noise

Jenna and I were hiding behind crates in an alley when we heard a strange noise. It sounded like a drill or something, but Jenna said it was more than that. She pointed out the shadowy figure who seemed to be drilling into his own torso. When she saw what he was doing her eyes widened with horror. The man had a mask of Hellraiser-style torture equipment on him. He cackled maniacally as he drilled down at the human's upper torso. This is enough creep show for me for the week, she wailed. We need to get out of here. But my gut instinct told me to put a stop to this now.