Jane laughs sadistically, a smirk appearing under her mask. Jane straddles over his abdomen and pulls her knife out. She begins lightly dragging the knife along his face and chest. "So where do I start first? Maybe carve a message for Jeff like on all my other victims or should I give this one a special treatment." Jane says leaning over and getting a better look at his face. Jane pokes the tip of the blade into the gas mask. "Maybe I'll start by removing this." She said reaching her knife-less hand to pull it off.