"You think i'm lying??" The Speaker crackled again. "I really think you hit yourself pretty hard.... But that's up to you to decide. There's a med kit on the third floor, which is now open! Tah-dah!" An audible click came through the speaker. "Hint hint, you should go there. Have fun~!"<br/><br/>As the speaker died down Sebastian slammed his fist on the desk. How dare someone play with people's lives. These were the people he hated. If you were going to kill someone, put them out of their misery. "Do we go.... Or do we stay, Mrs. Doubt...." There was a tinge of anger in his voice. He hated this kind of stuff, not because it was cruel, but because it was disorganized and there was too much room for error. In all honesty, he wished that a bomb would just kill them both in that moment if they were truly going to die in this place.