Captured for Interrogation

[bindingeagle]

Knowing her plan worked, she kept the noise recording running. She looked at the clock. Three hours had passed, and she planned another two before she was let out.

 

[celestialdragon]

Alexis began arguing with the voices, before hitting herself in the head, literally. "I'm an idiot," she whispered softly. She began to tune out the voices.

 

[bindingeagle]

As the voices were kept going, Yeltsin changed the background noise from horrible noises to very soft violin music. That would keep her for the next hour until her big surprise.

 

[celestialdragon]

Violin music. . . Alexis allowed herself to be soothed, but she kept her guard up. There was still something not right, and Yeltsin was only allowing her a small reprieve.

 

[bindingeagle]

After hearing her calm down for a half hour, Yeltsin decided to go early and run the tracks longer. after allowing a few minutes of nothing but the voice track, she put on a track of nails screeching across a chalkboard, cutting glass, and other jarring sound effects before increasing the volume on the voices.

 

[celestialdragon]

Alexis recoiled from the awful sounds, clasping her hands to her ears. "Oh, this will cause me a migraine," she groaned.

 

[bindingeagle]

aththe mark of one hour left to go, she added the voice track she had made for sexual humiliation to the mix. All the sounds began to mingle together, but somehow Alexis could barely make out which part was which.

 

[celestialdragon]

Alexis couldn't understand. There were voices, yes, several of them. . but they were jumbled together, like a mix tape gone wrong. There were the nails and the glass and all of that too, and she kept her hands over her ears, trying to block some of it out, so she would have less of a headache.

 

[bindingeagle]

For the last half hour, the father and brother soundtrack was cut , as was the nails. Instead, a moaning, screaming woman was played to accompany the humiliation track.

 

[celestialdragon]

Alexis felt her cheeks grow warm, and her skin became flushed with embarrassment. She listened to the woman's pleasure more than the humiliation track, scoffing at it.

 

[bindingeagle]

Yeltsin finally turned everything off and took her time walking down to let her out so she could keep up the disorientation. When the casket finally opened, she said, "What was in the envelope?"

 

[celestialdragon]

Alexis looked up at her and grinned. "I'm not telling you anything!" she sang, almost happy.

 

[bindingeagle]

"One professional to another, how was that?" she asked, helping Alexis out of the casket. "How long do you think you were in there, bearing in mind I haven't shown you a clock all day?"

 

[celestialdragon]

"Professionally, that was very cleverly done," Alexis said honestly. "It does fuck up the mind quite a bit. And at least three hours."

 

[bindingeagle]

"Try five," she said. "Anyway, it's time for lunch. The boys really made it just for you," she said.

 

[celestialdragon]

Alexis blinked. "Impressive," she said. She raised an eyebrow at the mention of lunch being specially prepared. "Alright then."

 

[bindingeagle]

"As you may or may not have noticed, your cell door was opened several times last night, and as they don't usually see girls of your nature very often, I assigned them a task that they had no problem doing."

 

[celestialdragon]

Alexis smiled. "I actually slept through the night, with the exception of the ice water," she confessed. "It was actually rather comfortable."

 

[bindingeagle]

"I'll remember that one, should your assassination fail," she said dismissively as a large tray of covered food was brought in and placed on the cold concrete floor.

 

[celestialdragon]

Alexis smiled. "I'm one of the best there is; I won't fail," she said confidently. She looked at the covered food cautiously.

 

[bindingeagle]

"Well, open it," she barked. "It's all you're getting, so thank me for even letting you have it."

 

[celestialdragon]

Alexis looked up at the woman as she opened the food up. "Thank you," she said simply, not mean, but with a note of sincerity in it. She began to eat, not caring what it was.

 

[bindingeagle]

When she opened the lid, everything was covered in a very familiar sticky, white substance.

 

[celestialdragon]

Alexis made a face, but she began to eat ravenously, hungry. She didn't glare at Yeltsin or anything; she didn't give her the satisfaction of the humiliation.

 

[bindingeagle]

"I expect you to clean your plate," she said. "And if you're good you'll get dessert."