I woke up in the hospital, with a nurse checking something or another on me and a police officer sitting in a chair nearby. They both snapped their attention to me when I started coughing.

"How're you feeling lovely?" The nurse asked.

"Sore. What happened?"

"You were poisoned. You're going to be perfectly fine, your system is clearing everything out now, you'll just need to stay in the hospital for another few days."

I sighed and nodded a little.

"Can I have a few words with her?" The cop asked the nurse, and he nodded and left. The officer stood and came to my side. "Celeste, right? Can I call you Celeste?"

"Sure. It's my name, might as well." I shrugged, sitting up a little. "What's this about?"

"You were found at the scene of a triple homicide. I just have a few questions for you."

"Oh my god. Who died?"

"Some working girls, prostitutes. Did you come there with them?"

"No, I came alone. What were working girls doing there?"

"Your guess is as good as ours right now Celeste. That's why I'm talking to you. Now, have you had any recent contact with the Punisher?"

"I mean, yeah, when I got poisoned- wait, do you think he killed them?"

"That's where all of the evidence points."

"He wouldn't. That's not what the Punisher does, that murder spree he went on months ago, he didn't touch a single prostitute, he just killed the pimps -"

"We know that, but we have to stick to the facts. Let's start with you. What were you doing there?"

"I use one of the rooms in the warehouse for dance practice. No one uses that side of the warehouse."

"Walk me through what happened."

I sighed, debating how much I really wanted to reveal to this guy.

"I thought I saw someone going downstairs. I… never really see anyone there, I got curious. Turns out it was the Punisher. I followed him downstairs, and I got locked in a… hallway death trap? The doors on either end of the hall locked, Punisher made it out in time. I didn't. There was smoke coming from the ceiling, and I started blacking out and coughing and all that. Punisher tried getting me out, he shot up the door but it didn't break or anything. I remember… someone pulling me out. It's all kind of fuzzy, but it felt like someone was blowing air into me. Then I passed out."

"You didn't see anyone else there?"

I shook my head. "I don't think so, but Punisher seemed to be having a hard time getting me out of the room. I wouldn't be surprised if someone helped him, or unlocked it, or something." He nodded, writing all of this down in a little notebook. "It was just Punisher and those three girls there?"

"There's evidence of some fighting, so we're guessing there were other people there, but for now we don't know who they would be. Do you have any idea?"

I pretended to think about it for a minute, then shook my head. "The couple times I looked around the rest of the warehouse it looked like other people used it, but we were never there at the same time."

He wrote that down as well. "Alright. That should be all."

"What happened to the Punisher? Did you guys arrest him?"

"He was injured pretty bad, he's here in the hospital for the time being."

"Can I talk to him?" I sat up.

"You'd have to talk to a doctor first, to see if you're up for it, but I might be able to get you in to see him."

"Could you? I just want to talk to him about what happened."

"I'll see."

"Thank you." I gave him a sweet smile, and when he left I sighed and collapsed back on to the bed.