Jerimiah didn't recognize the room in which Hope and Parker had been filmed. It was too dark to make out much of the setting; however, he could discern what was on the table at which they stood: the kind of sharp kitchen scissors used for boning meat, a variety of knives ranging in size from a small scalpel to a huge cleaver. "It was perfect", Parker said to Hope; then he turned to face the camera. "But now that's you've has your birthday surprise, there's a good chance that Hope and I need to get to a hospital!" He grinned like a game show host. "I bet we do", Hope said, laughing. The smile faded from Parker's face. "Okay, Parker!" He yelled into the camera. "He's ready! Give Us A knock!" Knock. Knock. At first Jeremiah thought the knocking was coming from the videotape, but then he realized the source of the noise was a supply closet a few feet away from him. Someone-something-was knocking very low on the closet door from inside. Without even thinking about it, Jeremiah started backing out of the room, though his gaze was still fixed on the TV screen. "Now if you'll excuse us," the Parker on the video said, "Hope and I have some work to to!" Parker leaned toward the camera. He was holding a big pair of pliers, which he opened and closed menacingly, then let out his trademark hee hee hee . The screen went black. Jeremiah stood, frozen in confusion and terror, as the supply closet door slowly inched open.