"I am not going to answer your fucking questions, you fucking white elf. I would rather die than answer your questions," Mr. Freeman spoke as he spat on the ground.
"Oh, you will answer, Mr. Freeman. You will answer," Anon spoke as he closed the doors to the entrance of the room.
"Come in," Anon spoke.
Suddenly, two black figures emerged in front of Anon out of thin air.
These two were none other than Jessica and Mike.
"We greet our master," both of them bowed down to Anon.
"Get the girl out of here. Oh, and do you remember that zombie virus?" Anon asked.
"The one that made humans mindless and stupid?" Jessica spoke.
"Ah, the one that blonde man used to make with my wife and daughter's blood," Mike spoke.
"Yes, that fucker has come to the elven kingdom, and believe me, there are four elf zombies down the hall," Anon spoke.
"Wait, you aren't lying, master, are you?" Jessica asked with a serious face.