We Will Meet Again

But this woman, it doesn't seem like she's a female officer. Her demeanor, too, seems peculiar. She's more elegant and refined than any of the rich females he's met. So far, what he's learned about her are only small observations. Chauncey cannot determine her personality completely just on these observations alone. Feeling troubled, Chauncey asks the girl to sleep.

"Miss Setsura, get some sleep," he suggested. If they talk anymore, he is bound to say something stupid.

The girl was very reluctant, and she seemed vaguely frightened still. "Okay, goodnight."

Chauncey smiled, "Yes, goodnight."

After a few minutes, he hears the sound of the girl's quiet breathing and pulled out some doc.u.ments from his bag.

One of the main reasons why he came here, instead of leaving it to his subordinates, is this... He pulled out a separate file.

It was the details of one particular girl who was abducted.

This person, however, differed from the rest. She's the daughter of the head of the mafia leader. Chauncey had come across her a few times, and they did a few jobs together.

'Sir Long, please..my daughter..'

According to the man, his daughter's dagger was in the SOS message picture. The victim who came back also spoke about a peculiar girl who was stronger than the rest of them.

Chauncey spoke with the victim and asked for more details. The girl had a small spider tattoo on her back, that was more than enough proof. To think one of the mafia girls got dragged into this kidnapping case. Indeed the person behind this is not so simple.

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Inside one of the rooms in the mansion, there is a girl with long pale hair scratching the walls. She was unsteady on her feet as she desperately tried to regain her senses. 'This is bad. If this continues..she will end up like the rest of them.' She saw with her own eyes what happened to the other girls that disobeyed.

Her name was something she carved every day. The medication they gave them every day slowly made them crazy. So when it came to the disfiguring of faces, the girls would only come to their senses once the process is already over.

Natasha Tistella.

Her current memories about herself were fuzzy. But Natasha understood that the life she lived differed entirely from the other girls. There may be a reason why she can still remain sane despite everything happening.

Her appearance when they abducted her, she was wearing military gear? But her possessions, there was jewelry amongst them. So she's a military person with a rich background? It felt like she was missing something.

Either way, 'There was that person here... That girl…' Natasha wanted to call out to her and ask for help. But, she felt those footsteps approach. The sound of her fellow captives. She knew she wouldn't be able to save everyone in her current state, but even then, she wanted to try it.

But she still came too late, the amount of dead bodies she saw along the way were frightening. It's gotten a lot worse. When she first came here, she was blindfolded, so at first, she didn't know what was happening. They only removed the blindfold three days later. For the first three days, she simply remained motionless; she hoped that if she acted that way, they would let her go. They would have no use for her. However, it was the opposite.

Natasha bit her lip; she has to find those people again. Another person after the girl came to the mansion; it was somebody familiar too. That man, she..she knows him, right? Since there are other people here, however, the rules of the game must have changed. She has to find the rule card.

The kidnappers made their intentions clear to them. The whole purpose of this kidnapping was for their sick and twisted experiment. First, they'd lock them up in this mansion; second, they'd give them a chance to escape. Third, if they failed, they would have to drink that strange medicine. Naturally, most people failed, and everybody ended up drinking it. Even she failed to escape from here, even when she got outside. She still ended up back inside this mansion.

Once somebody takes that pill, their body and their memories slowly end up degraded. Before they know it, they lose a part of themselves. Natasha, however, luckily noticed this within the early stages. So, she split the pills they gave her in half and only took half a pill a day. While her memories end up affected, her body is not in a fragile state. But that would seem suspicious, so the other day, she had to take a full pill in front of the inspectors.

The effects only lasted so long; in a few hours, she should be back to normal. When that happens, she will find those people, but for now, she should rest. Natasha panted heavily as the wincing pain in her arm grew.

She must have opened up the wound when she ran. A deep sigh passed her lips as she scanned the room, just great ...there are no supplies in this place. It was one of the dead rooms.

At the start, Natasha tried to make friends with some of the victims. She believed that the more people who stayed strong like her, the more chances they have to get out. For a while, it seemed like they had a chance to escape. However, that was just her wishful thinking. It was the enemy who planned it. They let them get away with it thinking they could get away and when they got caught.

They made them kill each other. Those people said that they would only allow one of them to go free. It was fierce, considering how close they all became with each other. The past few months have been nothing short of torture for her.

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It was nightfall when she felt somebody shake her awake. Natasha immediately panicked. Did they find her? But she made sure to check; they aren't supposed to be using these rooms.

"Miss Natasha?"

Ah, her name? The people who work in this organization normally wouldn't say her name. Natasha slowly opened her eyes and saw a man with blue hair. Ah. …

"Your...Chauncey?"

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The girl appeared confused when she said his name. But Chauncey nodded, "Correct."

Honestly, he was very reluctant to leave Setsura alone. Judging from her state, she wouldn't wake up anytime soon. Chauncey didn't plan to go very far. It wasn't until he saw traces of blood and decided to follow it. The blood was well concealed. So Chauncey figured that a wounded victim was nearby.

A relieved sigh escaped the girl's lips, "I was going to go look for you. But I wanted to wait until the medicine went down."

"Medicine?"

"Yes, it's what they feed you to deplete your strength…"

So that explains why somebody capable like her hasn't escaped yet.

"I'm relieved to find you; your father has been anxious about you. Your friends and family too."

Natasha nodded; she seemed to be in a daze. "I apologize, right now things are a bit fuzzy. Other than my name and a few memories I managed to retain, everything is a blur to me."