Martha was still mad after Unknown bared her fangs to her and even after she was harmed by Neo. They threatened to kill and eat her. And they were forcing her to give out the secret of the Society. Unknown was basically right in saying that it is wise to lead them to the demon instead in order to have them devoured by it and she knew it. But that would also mean that she had to admit what the Society did more than a decade ago. And so, she feared that everything will be compromised, no matter what she did.<br/><br/>On the other hand, Neo did not like the situation. Not because it was torture, which was okay with him. Or even because it was an old woman, because he didn't particularly care about her. Or even not because it was violent, as it certainly satisfied him. He simply saw the whole thing as a pointless and mediocre exercise for displaying dominance. He knew of more ways to stroke his ego that he considered enjoyable and more pleasurable. But he was working for an employer who simply had business interests, outwardly speaking. By that, he knew he had no choice but to interrogate Martha until she talked or died.<br/><br/>Neo was growing impatient. "Look, ya' amateur bitch. I don't give a shit 'bout yo' drama. And this shit is getting fuckin' boring to me. We ain't doin' som' sonovabitch Mickey-Mousing 'ere, so ya' bettah talk."<br/><br/>Martha looked at the two of them for a moment. She then yelled, "Damn you all to hell!" as she snatched a tablet hidden somewhere in her clothes and swallowed it.<br/><br/>Neo knew what she was trying to do. "Damn it, Jenny. She's tryin' to bug the fuck out on us!" he said as he futilely tries to stop Martha from poisoning herself. But that that point, she was already having a seizure and breathing rapidly. It was too late.