Level Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen: Kyiira

And here's the once again very late update! So sorry all. Life's a bit hectic now!!
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The boy glared in her direction as her commanded that he begin to speak.
"You think, I'm just gonna empty my entire brain into your hands. Those same hands that killed my father!"
"Oh please, shut up! How many more times can you make done reference to some part of my body about your father's murder?" Kyiira rolled her eyes. "I kill. That's my job. That's what I do. Get over it."
His mouth slightly agape; he looked at incredulously. "You are a sick and twisted human being."
Kyiira sat herself down in a chair, "Maybe I'm not human. But here's a shocker; nobody gives a crap!"
She slammed her hand on the table.
"This whole dang Level is infested with evil. It gets inside you and hides away. It becomes attached to you, and you to it. It messes with your mind and twists reality."
Arkin watched her warily. "And to think I dreamt of coming here." He laughed humorlessly. "You're crazy."
She leaned forward. "Down here we're all crazy. Now tell me what I want to know. What is so secretive about the Failure? How come some of the history files are blocked?"
"Because of arrogant brats like you." Arkin sneered; his hatred growing more and more for this bounty hunter. He saw now how foolish and ignorant he's been before. "You'll never make me talk. And you won't kill me because then you won't get your information."
Kyiira sighed. "You're right I won't kill you." She slid a small, five inch knife from her pocket stepped near his face. It glinted black in the light.
"I'll just do something much worse."