"So f*cking perfect. Aren't you, wildcat?"

Scaramouche's voice echoes inside the dark, empty room where you're all tied up in a chair.

You shot him a dead glare, but he laughed if off. "Here's what's going to happen.."

"From this moment on, you're mine. I'll help you free from your crimes. But, if you betray me.." Scaramouche grips your jaw forcefully.

"I know 100 ways to kill a person, and I can make 80 of them look like an accident. You hear me?"