"He called himself an artist, My Lady; he said I would appreciate his work. It was horrible," she said, recalling in particular the girl he'd chained down in the pool, and she shuddered; the movement shook her shoulders oddly, arms bound back as they were.<br/><br/>"And we had three of the victims in the hospital to recover... the were rather inhuman when they woke. One girl woke, attacked a nurse, and escaped to a hotel, where from all accounts she seduced and killed a man. The two others... they escaped while my partner and I were in their hospital room. They somehow moved through their restraints like they weren't even there, and attacked us."<br/><br/>She stopped, and shook her head, recalling more accurately, "They attacked him. They tore his clothes off him, and didn't bother with me until I tried to pull one away. they jumped out the window... they went through the glass, but they didn't break it, and he said no one would believe it, though it's the truth, My Lady!"<br/><br/>finally Gina stopped again, panting a little for breath in the constriction of the corset as sh finished spilling out the entirety of the case, the blonde nazi behind her, for the moment, forgotten as she gazed down at the woman lounging shamelessly upon the couch.