Chapter Three

Tori was woken up by the steel door opening then closing. She turned over and Mark sighed and loosened his tie, sweating.

Tori rubbed her eyes and sat up. "It's three in the morning. What, uh, what have you been doing? How was Christine?"

Mark inhaled while running his hands, slowly walking closer to her. "Nothing you should worry your pretty little head about."

Tori looked at him with disbelief. "How did it go down? I would like to know." She walked over to him, staring up at him.

"Look, I dropped her off and that was it." He walked past her.

"Then why did you tell her your real name? Did she have to know that?"

He stopped and turned around. "Hey, she asked first and did you spy on us?"

"Monitors are the best invention, asshole."

"What all did you see?"

"Everything." She chocked on tears. "Why are you sweaty and hours late?"

"It's not what you think..." Mark walked back to her.

"Oh, it's not? Did you get chased to Canada and back? Was the A/C in the car not working? Or something got you hot and bothered?"

"Enough!" He yelled. "I'm not going to stand here and be accused!"

Tori shot back. "What did you do? I saw it on the tape, you had the hots for her!"

"Listen to me for just a minute. Sure, I stared at her. But nothing came to mind. I am sweaty because I was followed and it made me uncomfortable, okay?" He held her hand. "I am not in love with her. She's a druggie bitch."

Tori smiled and started to relax. "Okay, if you don't love her, then can we test her again?"

Mark nodded. "Sure. It it proves I don't love her, test her again."

Mark looked down at her hands. "Did you get into something? There's some blood on your hands."

Tori shrugged. "I don't know."

"Tori, what the fuck happened? You got something to hide yourself?"

Tori hesitated. "My business is my business."

Mark sighed in frustration. "Oh yeah? Why was it so damn important for you to know MY business? Tori, if you don't tell me, I'll go through your things."

Tori put her hands to his chest to stop him. "Okay..I cut a little. But that was it!"

"I have a hard time believing that this was the only time. Why is that?"

"Don't trust me?"

"Don't trust me?" Mark questioned back.

"When I was setting up the body from the Horsepower Trap in the room, I cut then. But that's because you slammed me against the car and said we had nothing. I was still learning."

"Well, what happened to that?! Cutting is what got you here in the first place!" He walked away, swiping all the papers onto the floor that was once on the table in frustration.

Tori and Mark's relationship have gone to shit. The rest of the night, Tori didn't speak to Mark or Mark didn't speak to Tori.

Tori woke up and grabbed a snack that she saved from the party. She wore a black tank top under her new Steam Punk jacket. She wore black skinny jeans that zipped up from he bottom two inches over her black high heeled boots. She took out a black and red cloak and a pig mask then sat them on the bed. Today was the day that Tori was to capture Christine again and put her in a trap to test Mark's love for her. Though Tori didn't feel like there was a point to it because it was pretty much over for the two. They remained quiet and distant. Cold looks were even given as they walked around, thinking and making up traps to test out in another city. Tori sat at John's desk and drew out meaningless plans while Mark did research on the people who were to be testing. Tori took a hit from the cigarette then sat it in the ashtray.

"Tori, Janice Goldie is to be in the Hand Saw trap. Maybe you should write that down on the paper."

Victoria looked up from the paper. "Oh, look who's finally talking to me."

"Speak for yourself." He sneered.

Victoria turned away and jotted Janice Goldie on the paper and line underneath her name: Janice Goldie-

"What did she do?" Tori tried to say without anger.

"She killed her husband and neglected her children. Also a drug charge."

"Oh..well at least she didn't look at other people." Tori wrote it down. Janice Goldie- Killed husband and neglect of her children and drugs.

"You got something to say?" He turned his head slightly.

"Oh no. I've got nothing to say. By the way, Christine is to be tested again. Maybe you should go get her. The things are on the bed."

Mark got up and swiped the items. "I don't need a stupid ass cloak."

"Do whatever you want. I'll get the test ready. She is to be in the RBT, we have to make things a little tougher on her."

Mark groaned. "Do whatever you want. Same location?"

Tori nodded sarcastically. "Yeah."

He walked out the door without saying a word.

"Jesus that guy needs Prozac." She exhaled. She took a hit then crushed it underneath her foot.

She heard running of boots throughout the hallways, making her take her gun and flashlight. She put her black coat on and ran cautiously through the hallways. She turned the corner and walked straight ahead slowly. The noise was coming from the freezer where Danica Scott was iced over. She gripped the handle and inhaled slowly.

"Shit..this will be fucking cold..." she clutched her jacket tightly.

She yanked it open and the below zero degrees hit her in the face. She ran in and shined the flashlight around the room but only Danica's body was there, hanging up. Suddenly, the door slammed shut, sealing her in darkness with only a flashlight. She dropped her items and pounded on the door.

"Let me out of here!" Tori screamed.

"Not a chance, Elizabeth." A male voice chuckled.

Only two people sometimes called her Elizabeth on purpose. Gordon and Hoffman.

"I'll fucking kill you! I'm going to freeze to death if you don't let me out!"

"That's the point, stupid."

Tori stood still, breathing heavily from the cold. "I know you're not those ass hats Ryan and Brad. Fucking tell me! If you're Mark, you better quit playing around with me!"

The man laughed again. "WELL, I hate to leave you E-Beth but the show must go on."

Tori stuck her hands into her pocket. "Show? What show?"

Silence. The guy was gone and Tori was left in the cold darkness. Eventually she fell asleep.