An old tormentor stalks the halls of The Tether, looking for the girl that bares a striking resemblance to his sister. The girl is bound and mute, how can she do anything more but listen to the man's twisted story while his hands roam her body? More
His free hand disappeared into his pocket and came out with a coin which he held up to her, turning it in the light. “I'll even give you a fighting chance, beautiful. We'll flip this coin here,” his voice lowered to a hiss. “Heads, I win. Tails, you lose.” That sickening grin spread wide again and the coin snapped into the air, spinning over itself before landing smack dab in the middle of the girl's forehead, tails up. “Oh well, look at that. You loose, little Lo.” He grinned wide again and laughed as his hand disappeared into his pocket again, pulling out a set of zip ties.