As my consciousness barely begins to kick in, a bright light is shown in my eyes. I shut my eyes tightly looking away, I try to shield them with my eyes only to feel my hands handcuffed behind my back. As my eyes adjust to the light, I am seated in front of a table. My hands are handcuffed to the chair I'm sitting on, I look around to see a room with 4 walls, one door and a large mirror on one of the walls. My eyes soon caught the red light in the corner of the room to realize it was a camera.

'An interrogation room?'

That's right, I remember. The sudden blackness and the smell of a strong liquid then I lost consciousness.

'I was abducted?'

Suddenly, the door opens revealing 2 men dressed in black. 1 sits in front of me while the other circles us. The man in front of me is frowning deeply, looking at me as if I had committed some serious crime. So serious that it seemed personal. He reveals a file case and slaps it down on the table, he opens it revealing documents and photographs. Some of them are me, some of them are . . .

"So . . ." the man began.

My eyes followed the guy who circled us, he cracked his knuckles now and again.

"What is this? Good cop and bad cop? Let me go I haven't done anything wrong!" I yell.

Man number 1 who sat at the table, tensed as if he had tasted something bitter. His dark eyes try to intimidate me but from my knowledge alone . . . I glanced to at one of the photographs.

'Only those cold, icy blue eyes could get under my skin . . .'

"Your here because you are a terrorist Ms Turner." Man number 2 said while cracking his knuckles once more.

I spat a chuckle, "Are you serious?! Did I look like I had bombs strapped to my chest or were you cops being perverted and staring at my-!"

I stopped as Man number 2 smacked me right across the cheek, I winced as the pain radiated through my face and through my head. I tear fell from my eye.

"Now then, care to tell us where your pet monster is?" Man number 1 said.

"I have no idea what your talking about!" I spat.

A smack echoed through the room as I was struck again.

"Wrong answer." Man number 2 purred.

'He's enjoying this . . .'

I began to chuckle.

"He's gonna kill you . . . HE'S GONNA KILL YOU ALL-!"

Another smack. I felt blood spill from my nose, I could only see out of one eye now from the pain the was in my other. I felt the side of my face swell, the guy wore leather gloves which only made the hits much more painful.

"Now, if you don't want O'l Johnny here to keep beating you up. Your gonna answer my questions." Man number 1 smiled sarcastically.

I looked up with my good eye, I growled quietly to myself. I wasn't going to give up that easily. The man in front of me surfed through some of the documents and pulled out a photo. It was a picture of the building where I used to work at.

"1969. Project "RedLight" in Hope, Idaho, failed. Blackwatch terminated the case and covered it up. Your 'boss' uncovered that secret and fled Gentek was vial containing the virus that now threatens our very existence. He was a terrorist all along, you helped him along the way."

"Your wrong!" I shouted.

"Oh?" The man said sarcastically.

I glared at him, "You think you know everything, yet you don't know shit!"

Johnny was about to hit me again when Man number 1 stopped him, he retreated to circling us again.

"Correct me then, Ms Turner. How did things really turn out?"

To be continued . . .