"Can I have my bag, please?"

Storm hadn't spoked to her mark and or captor. However she needed a medication in her bag. A cold sweat was beginning to form and she was burning up. Vincent looked up as the speckles of darkness appeared in her sight.

Burn! Stab! Kill!

Storm let out a scream as the voice spoke.
"Hurry!" Something must have alerted him. Vincent ran out to get it as her blood began to boil.

Burn! Stab! Kill!

"Shut up! No! I won't" She wasn't sure when she broke the handcuffs. Only that Vincent grabbed the arm that had been secure with his metal arm, gripping it tight as he managed to shoot the injection pen into her shoulder. Storm stared up at him as she collapsed next to him, into the red eyes that showed some sort of compassion.
"Thank you..." And she was out.