A shabby lawn behind the Palace.
"This wasn't what we bargained for, Scumbag."
The skinny girl called out of the confined area she had been locked in. Twas a small cage, of course big enough to house someone of her form. Then the cage made from strong wood was lowered into the pit, decked all around with what looked like concrete. She obviously had been held as a prisoner.
"You'll die, motherfucker. I'll fuck you up if I come up again. I'll make you regret this. Fuck you!!!!"
She wouldn't stop talking until she was at the base of the pit. Then a covering was placed at the top, covering the mouth of the pit.
As she got to the base, she started sobbing, her head between her legs, as she sat up, leaning on the cold wood of the cage. She was muttering,
"How am I supposed to get out of here? What am I supposed to do? I swear, I would make this Professor pay for what he had done. Even if I die here, my ghost would haunt him."