8 | No Signal

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A man in a jet black coat appeared and walked towards two figures that had been chained to their chairs.

"you aren't who we expected," said the man 

"neither are you," said Alex

"we wanted Delirium and Arnold," said the man

"maybe you should have just considered the possibility that they would send somebody else to do their dirty work," said Rose

"I'm sorry I don't recall asking you to talk" countered the man in the cloak

"go to hell," said the robotic woman 

The robot in the cloak took out his pistol and shot Rose in the shoulder, black oil began to spill out in floods. Rose let out a scream

"it's gonna take a while for the oil loss to kill you so you better get comfortable"

"WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM" yelled Alex

The man pointed the gun at Alex

"right now you're my problem," said the man coldly

The man turned around to face the door and as he was exiting he turned to look at the two one last time.

"and don't even try radioing for help," The robot in the cloak said quietly "these walls are made of solid lead"

The cloaked figure opened the door and left.


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