Mr K. is eager to meet you.

We are here to free the trapped soul in your body.
Think of it as the life of a caterpillar. Your soul is a butterfly trapped inside your body, the cocoon.
You are a very very ugly cocoon I must say.
Don't worry, you wont need to to feel bad about your looks for much longer now, in a few moments your guts will spill all over my carpet- no problem though, I just bought a new mop- and I will be able to inflict the last couple of cuts in your lifeless, still warm, corpse.

Have you ever heard that the eyes are the windows of the soul?
Well, by removing your eyes we will be releasing your soul from its earthly torment!
Hahaha! GENIUS RIGHT?
No no now, no need to praise me, I'm just doing God's work. Now, any last words?

*Ritual song begins*