Misery's Revelation
"You'd better not be lying, Justin, or I will extract your soul and refine you into a popsicle." Misery warned Justin Davis Banks as the two of them sat in a luxury sedan that was heading to Purgatory's office building.
Justin seemed unbothered by the threat, especially since this wasn't the first time during their ride he had heard it.
"You'll see." He replied automatically, reverting to his usual noble elegance now that they were closer to the company and Boundless, which gave him endless security.
Misery harrumphed and looked outside, taking in the sights of the city. He had to admit, it was far more bustling and developed than his little community in Arizona, but it also lacked the sense of peace that he had gotten used to.
Soon enough, his reverie was broken by the sound of the vehicle parking in an underground space. Once settled, the two got off and took the elevator upwards.