"Master… um we have an issue." Thorn rushed into the all-white room. Iris lifted her head up, from where it was leaning on her chest. Puppetmaster was on a computer on the other corner of the room. He smirked. "The Flash is waiting for us, just like you said." Iris' face dropped, realizing she will have to fight her husband again.
"Oh, I knew it. He didn't bring backup did he?" Puppetmaster chuckled. Thorn shook his head. "Then what's the problem?"
"Her." Thorn pointed at Iris. She put her head back in her chest, sniffling softly. "She's already been revealed to The Flash, and she realized it was him last time."
"Not a big deal. We'll keep her there as leverage, then she'll attack. He can't attack her back." Thorn nodded. "She shouldn't snap out of it this time, we've given her more of the toxin. This time we won't get distracted." Thorn seemed pleased and he walked out of the room. Puppetmaster walked over to Iris. He started untying her from the chair.
"Please don't do this." She mumbled. Her head was still buried in her chest. He frowned.
"I have to. It's the only way I get what I want." His voice cracked. He gulped. "I'm really sorry about this." He whispered, then he snapped his fingers.