In her extreme fear, he attached another electrode to her other temple.
Then, a cold kiss landed on her brow.
"Do you know about treating homosexuality and internet addiction?" he said softly, his dark eyes like black voids, eerily reflecting inorganic light. Ian Linton said, "I've already had someone test it on you. You won't be hurt, only a bit painful."
"That device can detect your emotional fluctuations. Once your emotions surge, it releases a ten milliamp current until you see him, and you won't dare to feel for him again."
The screen lit up again; it was a photo of Edward Stephens. Somewhere a speaker sounded, "Daisy Ginger." That familiar voice softly called her name.
Daisy Ginger's heart skipped slightly, then an unbearable pain drilled from her temple into her brain. She screamed "Ah!" sharply, her mind went blank, and her limbs convulsed uncontrollably.
