He grabbed her tied wrists and put the little gap of rope that is in between both of her restricted wrists, into the hook, her muffled screams got louder, letting all the blood stop circulating in her hands, her hands turning a pale bluish purple. The blood rushing to her head and torso, no longer resisting, now hanging on the wall limply, no longer having the strength to pull her very pregnant body, blood and white slime continuing to leak between her legs, her once colourful clothes were covered in gunk and grime and endless supply of blood leaking out of the wounds.