Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-7637833-20150304003640/@comment-5456040-20150304054501

In a moment the cyborg had him by his shirt's collar, her metal arm tightening it's grip. She had picked up the switchblade earlier and held it to his throat.

"Who are you working for, what have you done to me, and where the hell am I?! I want answers!" She hissed.