JTHM: Insomniac

The day pased slowly and the blistering heat only makeing things worse. Faith was becomeing restless as she paced in her livingroom. It was too hot to wander the streets, that is unless she wanted to obtain some major burns. She sighed and peeked out of the front window. The sun struck her with a violant glare and she backed away, blinded bye the intense light.
"This sucks," she mumbled to herself as she returned to paceing the room.
With a huff she fell back onto the sofa and began clicking the T.V on and off, catching bits of the show as she did. Finnally the station caught her attention and she paused to listen to the news story.
A young reporter stood infrount of a familiar building. Faith smiled as she listened to his story.
"A man was found today in this local gas station. He was brutally attack by a sharp object, posiblly a knife. Police suspect it happened around 2:45 and are describing the incadent as the wakiest~Faith twitched~ event so far in the recent events of waky~again she twitched~ murders that seem to be infesting this neighborhood. With that said lets talk to this police man behind me. Sir what do you have to say about this incedent?"
The policer man wiggled his bushy mustache, "Well mr new anouncer guy I'd have to say it's kinda....Waky."
The sound of something crashing came from the house behind Faith's. Apparently she wasn't the only one watching this program. Johnny's voice could be heard through the streets as he cursed and ranted on in a random incoherent blaze of furry. Hopefully he wouldn't be dumb enough to......
Faith's attention suddenly turned back to the T.v as sudden screams erupted from the television set.
"Johnny," she said simply and shook her head as the screen went blank and the little sign saying 'technical difficulties' came on.
*some time that night*
"You should have come along ya know? I bet you would have loved to seen it," Johnny laughed.
"I saw it on T.V."
"yeah yeah but not enough. You missed all the good parts. Well maybe not all of the good parts...." He trailed off.
"What are you saying?"
Johnny smiled widly
"Who'd you bring back?" Faith asked glancing towards the basement.
"The camera guy," he replied standing
"Why?"

"Don't worry about him right now. We've got other things to deal with."

Faith looked confused.

"My fridge is still in need of attention," he reminded her as he headed towards the kitchen.

Faith followed and watched as he threw some food into a box. He tossed her a fudge pop.

"Take that down stairs. I'll meet you down in a sec. Oh and don't eat that," he added as she licked the pop.

Faith smiled innocently as he gave her a 'don't kid yourself' look. She shrugged and began down the flight of stairs towards the basement, picking up one of Johnny's knives as she passed, just in case. She sat down on a wood crate that read nails and glanced around the room. Only 3 people lay tied up in various ways. One man was tied in ropes that had been staked to the ground, a small hole in his head. The guy next to him was fat and suspended in the air, a hack saw aimed at his face and a set of knives at his back. The last guy was thin and in a mess of different machanics.
Faith smiled. Now all that was left to do was wait for Johnny to arive.....