Segon: M, Infi, Prologue, 1, 2, 1, 2

From Create Your Own Story

You sneak over to the side of the estate, directly underneath the open window on the third story. You begin to climb the building, and before long you reach the third story window. You place your hands on the windowsill, ready to pull yourself up, when you hear voices coming from inside. You pause, listening to their conversation.

"Please, I just want to know if she's okay!" A woman, clearly afraid.

"Oh is that it? Is that why you brought me here alone, eh?" A man's voice, rough and booming.

"Ray, I... just please tell me where Iona is! It's been two days and no one will tell me anything!"

The man chuckles to himself, a low, disturbing chortle. "I'll just bet, you little slut. You wanna know where she is? What you willing to give me if I tells you, eh? What does Ol' Ray get for tellin' you?"

"I don't have any money, I-"

"You know fucking well I ain't talkin' about no gold!" His voice booms, then returns to it's low, grumbly state. "Nah, the gold I want ain't in no fucking purse, it's between those legs you keep locked up so tight. Oh, how you did love to tease Ol' Ray, didn't ya? Always tellin' me no, screamin' 'get away!' Now you need somethin' from me, you come crawlin' on hands and knees, beggin' Ol' Ray for help. Well what's to happen if I says no? Oh poor sweet Iona might just... disappear. You don't want that now do ya, love?"

"Where is she?!" The woman screams, and you hear a slight struggle before a loud slap.

Ol' Ray cries out in pain, and screams "You cut my fuckin' face you little bitch! I'll make you pay for that! You'll fuckin' squeal!" You hear things being thrown before a loud thud, with the woman crying at first for him to get off her, then just screaming as she struggles under him.

What do you do?

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