Where's the artifact?
"She's in there." The man dressed in the security uniform informed, bowing his head before stepping to the side.
Richardson, with a boning expression on his face, walked inside the dark room, behind him two other guards. The room wasn't all that big and it was rather empty, but it had enough equipment to make the average person shake at the sight of it.
Knives, pins, blades and other dangerous weapons clearly made for punishment were scattered all over the place like maggots. And right in the middle of the room, was a lone chair with Ava tied to it.
Although her body showed no sign of injuries, she was still being tied to the chair like a prisoner with nothing but the empty room and darkness to keep her company.
"Ava…"Richardson called out, waiting a while to see if she was going to give any type of response, but he was proven wrong.