Surrender

As much as you hate to admit it, it seems you don't have any choice but to surrender. Either you surrender, run or attack and you don't fancy your chances with Frankenstein's men pointing guns at you.

"I ... surrender," you spit out. Raising you hands you slowly walk over to Frankenstein and his men.

"Excellent Mistress Swift, i'm sure that your professors would agree that you've made the correct decision. Well that is if they could still process the situation." Frankenstein laughs, motioning his men to take you.

One of his goons grab you and when you threw of his hand, the other punched you in the stomach. Breathless you drop to the ground. Looking up the last thing you see is Frankenstein's goon raising his rifle before it hits you in the head