“Bad, bad, kitty.” Jinx cooed in her teasingly annoying baby voice. She watched as your beautiful eyes fluttered open, dried blood smeared on the side of your face.

It didn’t take long for you to regain your consciousness, and also for you to notice that you were tightly strapped to a chair in her little underground hideout.

The evident fear that you were feeling made her giggle and laugh, caressing your cheek softly. “You went out on a date with that topside girl, didn’t you?” She tutted shaking her head as she paced around you.

“It’s ok. Don’t worry, I forgive you. But she had to pay her prices, and I’m not letting you go anywhere until then.” Jinx giggled, a large beam plastered onto her face.