You look good in red...

~Nezuko the Great Adventurer~

Ugh. I'm sitting in the basement of one of the Red Swan's farms, bored to death, in the middle of nowhere. Great! Elsa didn't let me go on the mission of kidnapping the Marid Amora. That name still sounds super familiar. He said that I would only screw things up. Yes, probably, but that doesn't mean I can't come, right? I feel like I'm useless when I'm doing only the easy stuff. My power is specifically for those sorts of things. Well, it's more suitable to be used for spying, but kidnapping isn't that far from that, at least I think. I've never kidnapped someone before, so I don't know. Ugh, I want to go outside! I don't usually like the outside, but I'm alone in the old, no longer in use, farm. Back then, when the farm was still full of life, it was used as the place for the kids that didn't respond positively to the drugs and the radiation. Some of them have gone mad, and some of them didn't respond at all. Some died on the spot, or several days, weeks, months, or maybe years later. There were nurses, animals, straitjackets. Everything you needed was here. No problems either! No school, no society, no future. There was nothing to worry about. I'm sure they've lived happy lives, even though they were failures. Maybe, I could explore it here when I'm alone, and there's no one to say no to me too, so why not? First of all, I should search it here underground. I've done a few expeditions here, but all I found was some old office and one big room. No windows. No light. Nothing. Was it some storage room? I already found one, but that one was pretty different from this one. There are some shelves, barrels, cabinets, and even a couple of cooling boxes. Wouldn't it be useless to have 2 HUGE stage rooms? And why would they need chains in a storage room? And it was stinky in there. I don't know who designed the room, but they should never pick a brush again. And red color probably too. It looks messy. Even if it wasn't a storage room, what was it? There were plenty of chains, so probably they had there some sort of animal in there? But what kind of animal? A giant spider? The number of chains attached to the wall would fit. I leave the main room we will use to torture the victim. Well, actually, I will be the one doing it. I need to do something. Elsa already did the hard job. I can do the easy one. I'm standing in the 'Hall of the Old Ones' while looking into the dark. I'm not sure why it's called that. Nobody ever told me the exact reason, but the kids I used to play with told me it's called like that because when kids were too old, they left through this hall. I'm not sure what was too old, but it's probably the age of fifteen. We, the ones in the Papilio experiment, were treated like adults when we reached the age of fifteen. My father and I used to visit this place from time to time. It's dark in here. I don't want to go too far in case of getting lost. It's a labyrinth. The only things I could follow are scratches on walls and light from the main room. I can hear the door open. Elsa's here!

"Hey! How's Nezuko the Great Adventurer doing? Did you have fun while I was out?" He says with a slight smirk as he walks into the room. With him goes another man with tied up Mr. Amora in his arms bridal style. At least I assume it's Marid Amora. I go and sit on the raised part of the floor. It's from one wall to the other about two meters wide and a meter high. The man stays silent. He puts him in the cage we have ready here and leaves the room, probably going to get in the car. I'm sure they stopped at some fast food along the way. Ugh, I'm hungry. I want chicken nuggets.

"Should we let him tied up or not?" I ask. I want to let him tied up, but I want to know what he thinks. If I don't ask, he will be upset for not hearing his opinion.

"What would be more uncomfortable for you?" He asked me. I think a little bit.

"Being tied up," I say as I close the cage and then put a large blanket on it so he can't see.

"So, what were you looking for this time?" He asks with a curious tone and suspicious look. "Don't tell me you were trying to find the secret amusement park. I have no idea how something like that occurred to you." He states with a pout and, I answer, "Hey! It is here. Somewhere, I don't know where."