"it puts the lotion on it's skin or else it gets the hose again" this was the first thing Stephanie heard as she woke up.
"it puts the lotion on it's skin or else it gets the hose again" stephanie looked around. despite being covered in fleace her back felt cold. she could hear heavy machinery just outside the room. the room iself was cold and damp. stephanie tried to get up, but soon discovered she was bound to a stainless steel table. she looked over to her arms and legs, and discovered they were bound with bloodstained leather cuffs. 
"it puts the lotion on it's skin or else it gets the hose again!"  the sheep looked over to where the sound was coming from. she saw a small TV sitting on another stainless steel table, a scene from Silence Of The Lambs played on a loop, saying the line over and over.
"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?!?!?" she yelled into the air. she felt a heavy object hit her on the head from behind. dazed, she fell back onto the table. a dark grey wolf looked down on her as he pulled a leather strap over her forehead, securing her head into place.
"w-who the hell a-are you??" she asked, stuttering nervously. the wolf smiled and pushed a gag into her mouth
"your voice grates on my nerves. you're nothing like Tabbs was... he stayed nice and quiet. i guess he knew i'd only hurt him more if he screamed. i miss him now. but YOU'RE my new Tabbs now... we're gonna have some FUN.. well... *I* will...."  he grinned evilly as he hefted a carving knife. stephanie tried screaming in fear, her voice muted by the gag.
"i'll just tell you this right now... i'm no doctor... but this... this WILL hurt.... a lot..." he slid the knife carefully along the center of Stephanie's chest, cutting the skin open. James was being incredibly careful not to nick any veins or arteries as he worked. carefully skinning the sheep. stephanie's eyes balled out tears. the pain was too much for her to habdle. she welcomed the coming black as she lost conciousness.

"ah ah ahhh... don't you pass out on me... i have too many plans" the wolf removed a small tin from underneath her nose. it was crudely labeld "smelling salts" stephanie tried to scream, but was still muted by her gag. the wolf continued his work, he started again on her arms, having already cut a slit down her front. he connected the slits carefully as he made the differnt incisions.
"oh you think this hurts now? wait until fou feel... THIS!" he grabbed the corner that was made between the incision on her arm and her chest, and carefully pulled upward. he slowly worked the knife along the raised edge, effectively skinning her entire right side. stephanie once again tried screaming in pain, once again muffled by her gag. the wold grabbed a bowl from a nearby table and threw it's contents, salt, on the now flesh-less parts of her body. silently, he repeated the entire process on her other side. stephanie prayed for death. she was in so much pain. it felt like hours before the wolf finished his work. her skin and flesh was gone from her entire upper torso, and it now hung from the far wall on a hanger. the wolf sat next to the table Stephanie was laid out on.
"so... how do you feel? i'll assume you're in a lot of pain... but you'll survive... so that's good isn't it? tell you what... i don't usually do this, but i'll leave you alive... if you want to live, you'll have to find a way out of here. if not well... you'll have to make that choice yourself." he placed a long knife on the table beside her and stood up. he then undid one of the arm cuffs and left the room. the one and only exit was an iron door, bolted shut from the outside by a large iron bar, which the wolf lowered into place. he turned to a TV in the corner of the new room, which was connected to a hidden camera in the torture chamber. the wolf sat down comfortably and watched. 

Stephanie quickly undid her bonds and sat up. the only exit she saw was the door the wolf left by. the windows up top loooked too high up to excape from. she quickly walked up to the door. she pushed on it experimentally, it was locked. she pounded on the door once and winced in pain. there was no way she could escape from that door. she eyed the knife on the table. she knew the wolf meant for her to kill herself. she contemplated it for a while. she stroked the knife handle. she sighed as she set the knife back down on the table. she walked over to the wall with the windows and looked up at them. they were about maybe 9 feet above th ground. far too heigh for her to reach unaided. she leanded against the wall. but jumped back as a sharp pain shot through her. she picked up the knife again and sat down, staring at the knife. she sat and stared for about an hour. she looked up to the celing, tears in her eyes. she sharply plunged the knife into her chest. an intense pain shot through her chest. she gagged and collapsed to the floor. writhing in pain. in a few short seconds, she laid still. her eyes glossed over and her breath was cut permanatly short. a small pool of blood formed around her body. the wolf sighed. on the table next to the TV, a cell phone vibrated. the wolf picked it up and answered.
"this is James." he nodded
"riiiight.... okay then Bill... how about you give me your home phone, and i'll give you a few calls... probobly early in the morning and around dinnertime... yeah.... fuck you too... toodles!" he hung up and sighed
"damn telemarketers...." he shut off the TV, grabbed the sheep-skin, and left the compound. once again walking off slowly into the night.