Drink a coffee with Mistress Elizabeth

What the hell? You came this far. So why not meet with this Mistress Elizabeth?

For the second time during the day, you touch down on the planet. You find the Strange Desires easily. And despite the fact that you arrived fifteen minutes earlier, you can already see a woman who looks eerie to this mistress.

"Sit down, ladies," the woman says the moment you lock eyes with her.

You decide to do as she says, and you formally introduce yourselves, accompanied by a series of handshakes. The waiter promptly takes your orders. Both of you choose the local variant of an espresso. Mainly because that is what you are accustomed to (but also because that is the only thing you recognize on the list).

"You truly got here without any knowledge of Zeta, didn't you?" the woman asks.

"We know that slavery here is common," you answer.

"We also know that it easy to get out of sight here for people outside the sector," Elena adds.

"To get enslaved that is," Elizabeth darts.

In the meantime your coffees arrive. Both of you add some sugar and cream, like a pair of synchronized machines, and start sipping from the cups.

"You know, my dears, I actually feel a little bit of remorse for you," the woman says, her tone suddenly darker. "But just a little bit."

Surprised from the words, you want to tilt your head backwards. But you are not able to. Instead, your head slowly tilts to the side, your limbs one by one slipping out of your jurisdiction over them.

But she seemed so nice! you think to yourself, as you slip from the chair to the cold floor, your mind engulfed in darkness.