The sound of footsteps echoes down the hall until the door to your cell opens. A soldier enters, his expression hardened by routine. You shake your head back and forth while playing with the piece of cloth hanging from the ceiling, the fabric between your legs turning upside down. The smile on your face is ironic and teasing, as always.
With a manic laugh, you quickly drop down and approach him.
"I'm so bored..." you whine, pouting your lips. "Come play with me."
He laughs.
"No one's gonna play with you, crazy girl. You sent four of my men to the hospital."
You laugh again, open your mouth, and slowly lick the metal of the cell, making an insane expression.
"You're crazy, huh?" Without warning, he presses a button. The shock is so strong it throws you back, and you hit the floor with a thud.
"She's got beauty, but she's got madness too." The soldier says loudly, soon calling someone. Someone you kinda don't like too much, with that skull mask on.