Selma woke up from her death like sleep. How long has she been out? She didn't know. She knew, that her head was pounding. And everything was dark. Something made her feet and hands feel numb. But what? And why couldn't she move? A door was being opened and closed again. Someone stepped closer, then a light switch got flicked up and a lightbulb at the ceiling lit up. Selma blinked into the bright light. At least she could see now. She noticed that she was in a room, where no kind of furniture stood except a metal desk. The room was made of plain, gray concrete. She also noticed, that she sat on a chair. Her wrists were taped to the armrests and her ankles were taped to the chair's legs.
She noticed a figure stepping closer. When the figure stepped into the light she saw who it was.
"Molly Greye"
"The one and only."
Molly stepped in front of Selma and crouched to be face to face with her.
"You killed Stella Blakely and Ginny Katelyn, didn't you?" Selma stared fiercely into her eyes.
"Yes. Yes I did. And what are you going to do? are you going to tell your little friends at the police? Heheheh. You will never get out of here alive." Molly got up again. She walked back towards the door.
"See you in an hour. And don't even try to escape." Molly pointed at the security camera in the upper left corner in the room.
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New York - A City of Crime
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