Once again Derick laughed and she could feel anger boiling deep within her. " What do we want? We want to not go to the police. We don't want to stop killing, and most importantly we now have a girl." He leaned in close and she almost threw up for the smell of blood was still on him. " And a pretty cute one too." She wanted to hit him. Gritting her teeth she managed to spit out.
" Oh..really?" Her smile was forced and she could tell everyone knew it, but Derick decided to ignore it.
He grabed a knife and before she could let out a squeak he cut the ropes. She rubbed her arms in disbelief. Why would he cut the ropes? Almost as if he could read her mind her spoke answering her question.
" Now don't get the wrong idea. The collar mike put on you is on. We all have our controlers." Everyone reached in their pockets and flashed a remote. She shuddered and tried to look calm. " But even if we are not their to see you try to escape, all of the windows and doors have a sensored remote which will shock you ten times worse than the 4.5 you experienced." Her eyes trailed over to the window and saw the sensor looking back at her. Creepy......
Derick smirked and shoved a maid costume in her hands. " Bathrooms upstairs, first room on the left. get changed and then mike will give you a tour of the house and give you what chores you are supposed to do each day." With that Derick left the room, Jake and john following him. She raised a eyebrow at mike in disbelief. She was supposed to change?
Mike looked surprised to receive the position he was in which surprised her for he had shown no emotion till now. " U-um." He cleared his throat and stood scratched the back of his head clearly confused. Remembering the remote she stood also and ran upstairs to the room in which was indeed the bathroom. Shutting the door she leaned against the door and slid to the floor, sighing.
Why her?
