"I don't know what you're talking about," Kate hissed. "I'm not Camryn."

"If I remember correctly, you're still a virgin," Daisuke said, his black eyes gleaming with deluded craze.

"Get off me!"

Kate writhed and twisted, trying hopelessly to get free.

"The more you struggle, the more satisfying it'll be."

"You bastard!"

Daisuke struck Kate's neck. She gasped, and then lights out. Daisuke smirked. He'd been waiting for this for a long time.

"Alright, you've got two seconds to get off of her, or I'll kill you."

Daisuke looked up. A handsome, fair-haired boy stood less than ten feet away. His blue eyes glittered with vengeance. He stared down the barrel of a Glock pointed at Daisuke's forehead.

"Time's up."

Alex screamed as the knife was dragged across his skin, leaving crimson, bleeding lines. Blood trickled down his chest as Emily began working on the letter "M." He writhed in pain as the blade cut him again.

"It'll hurt less if you stay still," Emily advised. She kissed him again.

Alex turned his face away. "Don't," he panted. "You're torturing me enough."

"No, not enough yet. It'll be enough when you beg me to kill you."

"Never," Alex growled.

Emily chuckled. "Typical answer for a spy."

Alex gaped at her. "What – but…how-"

Emily smiled and kissed him again. "That's right, Alex. I know your little secret." She slowly made three more cuts, completing the "M." Alex continued to scream in pain. He couldn't control it. He'd been in pain before, but he'd never experienced pain like this. Alex's heart was broken. He had been betrayed. That increased the physical pain tenfold.

"Emily, stop, please."

"No." Emily put her arms around Alex's neck. "Tell me you want to die," she murmured. Then she kissed him.

Dan cracked a stick of ammonium salt under Kate's nose. She gagged, coughed, and sputtered as her eyes fluttered open.

"Dan! Where's Takahashi?!"

"Relax. I took care of him."

Kate took in deep breaths, trying to calm down. She leaned on Dan's shoulder and began crying.

"Kate-"

"He was going to rape me," she sobbed.

"It's okay. I stopped him. You're fine." Dan held Kate to his chest and stroked her shoulder. "You're okay."

"Thanks," she whispered.

"Look, Rider's still in trouble. We have to find him."

Kate nodded and slowly stood up. Dan took Kate's rifle, gun, phone, and laptop and put them into the backpack. He put his arm around Kate's shoulder. The two ran down the steps and out of the apartment complex to Dan's car. Dan floored the accelerator and tore of down the dark streets.

"Do you know where Alex is?" Kate asked.

"Yeah. He's in an abandoned warehouse."

"How far away are we?"

"Not far." A moment later, Dan stopped the car at the side of the road. "The warehouse is a block away."

He reached into the backpack and handed Kate one of the Glocks. The two got out of the car and ran toward the warehouse. They heard screams coming from inside. They could hear them all the way out in the parking lot of the warehouse. They stopped outside the door.

"If we go in this way, she'll know we're here, and she might kill Rider," Dan said. "We need to find another way in."

Kate looked around for another door. She and Dan circled the building, looking for alternative doors. All the other doors were locked. They had to find something fast. Hearing Alex suffering and screaming was disturbing and sickening. Then Kate spotted a broken window.

"Dan, get me through that window."

"Okay."

Kate backed up about fifteen feet. She ran toward Dan who was kneeling on the ground with his hands in front of him, palms up. He grabbed her feet and hoisted her up toward the window. Kate flew into the window and landed as softly as she could inside. Alex's screams were louder now than ever. The air smelled of blood. Kate thought she would be sick. She found the stairs and went down. There was a door that had been locked from the outside. Maybe it would open from the inside. She tried it, and it opened. Dan came inside the warehouse and shut the door quietly.

"You get Hughes; I'll get Rider," Dan said. The two headed off, following the sound of Alex's screaming voice. In the main chamber, Alex sat bound to a metal chair. Emily Hughes sat on his lap, cutting his chest with a pocketknife. Kate wanted to look away, but she had to keep her eyes on her target. She could feel her intestines twist. Her stomach squirmed. She was going to be sick. Kate collapsed to her knees and vomited. Luckily, Alex's screaming was so loud that Emily hadn't noticed. Dan grabbed Kate's arms and pulled her up. He signaled for her to go around and attack Emily from the left side at her blind spot. As Kate moved into position, Dan moved closer to Emily and Alex so he could make a quick rescue. Then the three of them could get out and put this night into the past. Dan signaled to Kate that he was in position. Kate aimed the gun, but she couldn't shoot. Her hands were shaking so much. Alex was covered in blood. So much blood… Kate was going to be sick again. She collapsed and vomited again. This time, Emily snapped her head around and spotted Kate kneeling on the floor.

"Looks like I'm going to have to kill you know," Emily said to Alex. "What a shame. I was having fun." She raised the knife and brought it down as hard as she could.

Kate scrambled to one knee, aimed, and fired. The bullet struck Emily's temple, sending her body jerking toward the right. She slumped and fell off Alex's lap. Dan ran out into the center of the chamber and untied Alex. Kate ran from her position over to Alex and Dan.

"Get me out of here, please," Alex rasped.

"That's the plan," Dan replied, pulling Alex's shirt down over his chest to cover the wound. The blood soaked through immediately. The wounds would leave horrible scars. Displayed on Alex's chest in crimson was EMILY, carved in crude letters. It was a name Alex would never forget.