I feel fingers tips against my skin, I reach out for him, but deep down I know it's not him. As
my eyes begin to adjust to the light I realize, and know that it's Karen. I'm strapped down to
a cold table, and she smiles coldly down at me. "Hello, elizabeth. It was very selfless of you
to step forward to save Matt. Just so you know, I kept my word. He's safely with Ben right
now, and they're trying their best to find poor innocent you." I try my best to glare at her,
but it's slightly difficult with this alien drug running through my weak human veins. "Why
me?" I ask, my voice a harsh whisper. She grins at me, once again running her finger tips
over my leg. "Elizabeth,why ask that question when you can also ask, why not you? You're
one of rare people who has survived this worlds invasion, fought back with all you have, and
also found someone who brings you deep happiness. We kinda want to pick your brain a bit.
We want to know how you resisters tick. We want to know the Mason's weaknesses, and
we want to be able to hit the 2nd mass so hard that they have no idea what's coming. I
want to blow any trace of human resistance from this world, and I want the Mason's to
know that they've lost. I want you know when we kill the people you care about, that
everything is gone, and you will never get any of them back. I want everyone to lose
everything they love, which means that Mason's have to lose you."
I stare at her, dumbfounded by her words, unsure of what her actions may be, but also
know that none of this may turn out well for me. Karen pulls something from her pocket, a
small silver scalpel. I stare at the object in her hand as she twists in her fingers. "I want you
to tell me a few things Elizabeth." Karen runs the sharp edge gently over the skin on my leg,
gently enough to where it doesn't break skin, but I know she could, and I know she would.
What she's doing now is just teasing. I'm her oil well, and she hasn't even begun to tap into
me yet. "I want to know all the military information that you know the 2nd mass has." I
stare at her, trying to put all my malice and hate into my glare. I'm so angry I almost laugh,
looking at her as if she is insane, which I guess she is. "Go to hell!" I hiss spitting in her face.
She looks at me disgusted and angered, "Don't you realize this is hell!" she screeches, and
then she stabs me in the leg.
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