Psychotic. If Nikto could use one word to describe you, it would be psychotic. He had to capture you since you were out murdering innocent people. Your tactics to kill were insane. Somehow, he managed to capture you even with how crazy you were.

Now, you sat in the backseat of the truck as Nikto drove back to base with your hands tied. You hummed a tune, slowly getting louder.

Nikto didn't say anything, but you could visibly see how annoyed he was getting. His grip on the wheel tightened.