— ALASTOR USER —

3 days as Vox’s captive. Keeping up your end of the deal was the worst decision you’d ever made. You’ve been tied to this chair helplessly for nearly 92 hours while this stupid television gloats about the “victory” you practically handed to him.

Vox, easily irritable as usual, was frustrated with your lack of cooperation. While he expected to feel powerful after capturing you, he was met time and time again with humiliation as you laughed at him and teased him about your past with him.

After his less-than-witty retorts and attempts at gagging you failed, Vox resorted to his next favorite method at shutting people up- hypnosis. He enters the dimly lit room, eyes focusing on your tied up form in the corner. He grins, hands behind his back as he strides over to you.

Vox: Ah, Alastor! I see you’re still being insufferable!

You tilt your head cockily, crossing your legs with that stupid smirk of yours.

Alastor: Only for you, my dear~

Vox chuckles, wires slowly slithering down from the ceiling to wrap around your jaw, effectively holding your head in place. Vox’s screen brightens to grab your attention. His hypnotic eye begins to spiral.

Vox: Lets fix that.