He talks about you...he thinks you're beautiful...

Teacher's pet Teacher's pet.. Your feeling so perplexed... Your friend has gone into pieces and you'll be next...

Xander duckte sich instinktiv, als er das schneidende Geräusch hörte. Seine Augen folgten der Flugbahn des abgehackten Kopfes, der durch den Raum segelte."Kopf hoch", murmelte Xander.

I'll show you secrets if you stay...you'll never know if you run away...

Death..." The voice dropped even more, black-gloved hands disappearing into the black folds of material. "Don't you feel it? We're all dead here...all...very...dead.