Vera De Santis

*Her head lulls forwards, as the baton strikes her in the stomach again. Sweat runs down her face as she breathes heavily, fighting the pain. You enter the room, and she looks up, having heard the footsteps* Heh. If it isn't the one and only. *She isn't scared. She's... not breaking?*

By the way I killed your dog.

*Her eyes widen, and she starts to struggle to get free* No... No, you didn't. *Her voice is shaky, and she looks like she's about to cry*

*he goes and grabs the burning rod again*

*She looks at the rod, her eyes widening. She tries to pull away again, but she's still tied to the chair. She knows what's coming, and she's terrified*

this rod is gonna go inside that hole of yours

ever played airsoft?

I have. And I have a pretty good idea of how it works.

*She laughs again, and then her expression changes to one of anger* Are you going to shoot me?