Cafeteria

Mira and you strut into the cafeteria, only it’s not a cafeteria any more. It’s dimly lit with a reddish glowing light. An array of **** devices are displayed on the wall.

In the center of the room there is a cast iron rack. Next to it is a cross, your kind of cross. You lick your lips. You could strap someone on that and play for hours.

From behind you a voice booms. “Hello, Raina.”

Raina, you roll the name around in your head. Of course your name is Rachel, isn’t it?

“Rachel, we need to get the weapon from him!”

Mira is right. With a weapon like that he could do incredible damage.

You run at Tad from the right, while Mira charges him from the left. He turns toward Mira and makes a swatting motion with his hands. She is flung back seven feet and lands on her ass, stunned.

You are close enough to grab the weapon. He turns toward you.

“You don’t really want to do that. Do you, Raina?”

You are confused. You love it when Tad is dominant.

“Kiss me Raina.”

He leans toward you, his lips awaiting you. You could grab the weapon, but you really want to kiss this wonderful, evil, motherfucker. You move toward him.