Joshua:
"Isn't this place weirdly cold today?" Jack asked me as we looked around the empty station.
"Well, that's because we have a problem with us," I commented, glancing at Oriana.
"A cold one, a cold-hearted slut." I hissed at Oriana.
She was tied up, her hands behind her back, her feet bound together and then secured to the back.
Even her mouth had a piece of cloth in it.
Jack had managed to find some material to restrain her.
Her eyes were wide, staring in my direction. I could tell she was worried about what we were going to do.
"Don't look at me like that. If you think I'm going to go easy on you, you're wrong," I said, chuckling.
"What exactly are we going to do with her?" Jack asked.
I noticed the way Oriana's eyes widened, as if she wanted to know that herself.
"Well, let's open her mouth so I can start questioning her," I said, gesturing at Jack to remove the cloth.
