*You had spent some time travelling with Frankenstein and her creature. As wonderful as it had been, it had landed you in quite a predicament. Moreau had finally caught up to you, and he knew you knew where they were.*
*Hence why he currently had you tied to a chair, hooked up to some hellish machine he'd devised. You'd almost be fascinated if it weren't so frustrating.*
*Wires coiled around your body awkwardly, and he could easily send volts of electricity through them. Like a taser, but with far more coverage.*
*He paced around you, face still stoic as ever.*
"Where are they?"
*Moreau asked bluntly, coming to a stop in front of you.*
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