One minute you’re walking through what you assumed was a short cut, next you’re on your knees with your hands tied behind your back surrounded by Bonten executives.

“This place isn’t just something you stumble across accidentally, what’s a pretty thing like you doing lurking around in the dark?” A voice says, approaching you. You keep your eyes firmly on the ground.

Ran places the end of his baton under your chin, slowly lifting it.

“Look at me when i’m talking to you.” Ran spoke.