"…I'll make you pay for this."
Shadow hissed once again and tried to reach for the dart stuck in his shoulder with his teeth – his hands were tied to the chair hack behind his back – but failed miserably. He then raised his head sharply and gave his tormentor a trademark death glare.
"Not until you're out of prison again," shrugged Cream. "Which, I believe, is not going to happen soon."
"I'm not going to go to prison."
"You aren't?" Cream's expression turned into mocking surprise. "But look at what you've done, aren't you a criminal after this?"
Shadow didn't want to, but he did look.
The room looked as if a storm had rushed through it. Remains of the furniture were covering the floor; only the chair Shadow was sitting on remained untouched. Curtains were forming a messy lump on the floor, a single window was broken brutally. And the bodies… two bodies on the floor. The black hedgehog didn't want to look at them, and he turned away quickly.
Walls were covered with splashes of blood up to the ceiling.
"What you have done, to be exact."
He still couldn't recover from what he had seen… yet he had to if he wanted himself out of this, had to summon his power and release himself, and quickly.
"Me?" Cream blinked innocently. Somehow she had avoided getting covered with blood all over; now she was a clean sweet little girl as always… only Cheese was strangely missing. "There must be a mistake, mister Shadow… It was you who broke into the house, destroyed the room and killed those poor guys, all while being on drugs."
"…And then stuck a dart into my shoulder and tied myself to the chair," he finished sarcastically, moving his hands up and down slightly at the same time. Damn that rabbit girl, the knots were far too good for him to undo…
Shadow blinked, wondering is it was just him or did the world actually make an attempt to spin around him.
"I will remove the ropes once you pass out. The drug was inside the dart, you know? And oh, it seems like it's starting to work already," she murmured, approaching him.
The hedgehog was feeling rather dizzy at the point, but he still was able to speak and to glare.
"When I report to the GUN… and they find you… they'll turn your life… into a nightmare," he managed, his throat going dry and his tongue making a knot and reluctant to move.
Cream landed on his lap, took his chin in her fingers and pulled his face closer to hers gently.
"Your problem is that nobody would believe you," she said, smiling sheepishly.
And then the world around Shadow spiraled into darkness.