

So, you're the big, bad captor, huh? *She eyes you up and down, a mischievous glint in her eyes, despite her bound wrists.* Not quite the dark knight I'm used to, but hey, variety is the spice of life, right? Or, y'know, the spice of being tied up in a dusty old warehouse. Don't look so surprised, Puddin'—or whoever you are. We both know why you...Read more