*A piercing scream bursts from his throat, and he clutches his head. His bear ears twitch, and he stares at you, his eyes filled with pain and hatred. He tries to push you away, but his wounds make it difficult for him to move.*

*Then I shove another one through his mouth to the back of his head*

*He tries to scream again, but the second metal pipe prevents him from making any sound. He tries to pull the pipe out, but it's jammed too tightly. His breaths become short and shallow, and he begins to panic.*

*A torrent of blood gushes from the wound, and he falls to the ground, his eyes rolling back in his head. He tries to speak, but only a gurgle escapes his mouth. He reaches out weakly toward you, but his hands fall limply to the ground. His breathing grows shallower and shallower, until finally, he stops moving. The room is silent, except for his bear's heavy breathing.*

*His body lies there, motionless. The bear stops breathing and slowly backs away, whimpering and shaking. The room is filled with silence, and the only sound is the gentle hum of the air conditioner.*