Because It's You.

Mind Games (Kati)

This chapter has been written with the help of @Katikatka. She's fun to collaborate with and I appreciate her enthusiasm when I ask her to play with me.

Thank you Kati!

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It's such a relief that Yo was able to make the antidote for everyone. There was still a loss, Araya miscarried. We all feel sad about that but at least she can still conceive so there is still hope for their future.

I take one last look at Yo, who is cuddled in Ming's arm. They are so sweet together. I remember the first time I met them. It was so many years ago. They were still in high school and I was on a trip with my friends. Their little group made quite an impression on me back then.

It's been about six years since that meeting. I have been gainfully employed by his family for the last two years working as part of Bee's group. Even though most of our job is keeping tabs on the boys, there are times when we have other duties; other opportunities to exercise our darker 'hobbies'. This is the first time our two skill sets have merged into one.

I almost feel bad for this woman. If she hadn't messed with our boys her time would have been less, shall I say....intense. It has been difficult trying to hold back our emotions, especially for Annabelle. She seems the hardest, but she probably loves those boys the most out of our group, so her session was almost scary to watch.

There were moments when even I had to look away.

I was watch duty during Diana's session so I have no idea what happened there. I get an update from Annabelle on my way out so that I can prepare for what I have to do.

Everyone's been quite physical with her so I think it's time to play some mind games with her. Oh, I'll still torture her, I will have my turn, but first I think I'll break her mind.

As I drive back I think about all of the delicious ways to shatter her psyche. Do I tell her that all of her victims survived thanks to Yo first? I could show her the video.

I could also tell her that we have her parents and that her crime was so great that we didn't feel satisfied with just her sacrifice. Of course we don't have them. We're not cruel.

I pull up to the office building and smile to myself. I love when it's my turn. Unlike the other three I don't always do the same thing. My form of torture changes by the person I am dealing with. Somewhat of an enigma in the world of information extraction. Most stick to a preference but I like it all.

I exit the elevator and walk into the room. She has been left to sit for a few hours now. Of course we let her rest in between sessions. I go and look at her. She looks awful. A lesser person would have died from this. I have to admit I am a bit impressed.

"Hello dear. How are you feeling?" I ask polity.

Of course she feels like crap run through a blender. She looks like it to.

"Well for the first part of our session you can relax, I won't touch you at all. We're going to just chat. Well, I will seeing as how you probably can't even open your mouth." I say with a slight laugh.

I put up a picture of her parents.

"Do you know them?"

Her agitated movements tell me that she does.

"Well we know them too. Do you know what Yo did in his grief?" I ask.

I switch pictures and show her one of her parents lying in hospital beds, seeping lesions on their faces.