I woke up with my hands tied behind me. I was in a chair, my feet were tied to it's legs. And my eyes were blocked by a black cloth. My mask was still on. Good. I tried to become as still as possible, but I must have moved enough because I heard that voice coming from behind me. This is not good. Uh, where are you Owl? Why is he behind me? "Ahhh, dearie, your awake. How 'bout some breaky? He said to me, then laughed. I inwardly trembled. Uh oh. A fist to my gut, and a pie to my face startled me. I bent over as much as I could with me being tied an' all. Ow that hurt jerk! "You'll never get away with this." I told him. Deep voice, deep voice, deep voice. "Oh but I will. Night Owl has no clue you left or where you went. She has no clue where you are now and I plan to keep it that way. Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha!" "She'll find me, you underestimate her." I spat at his feet. I think. "God, you have complete faith in her finding you don't you?" he asked me a frown on his face. I can tell by his voice. Then he was jubilant again and he said to me "Oh, she will alright, she'll find your dead body! Oh this'll be so much fun!" He cried. Oh god he's crazy, I already knew that. Night help me, I'm freaking out! "Now, let's play a game." he whispered in my ear. "Your breath stinks, get a breath mint!" I'm so dead. "Take her to the 'chamber'" he told his henchmen apparently standing guard behind me. Gross that sounds oddly sexual. Getting captured sucks! I thought to myself as I was dragged by my feet down a chilly hallway, still bound up.