I awoke in a chair.

Something did not feel right in this dark room. Suddenly bright lights went out nearly blinding me however I can not shield my eyes. My arms are bound to the chair. My head feels hurt. Sound is painful to my ears. The light dims down enough I can see a glass mirror similar to the ones ripped out of cop shows right across.

I saw Mr Jrones and other employees.

Mr Force came to the side while am feeling weak and tired.

"I have brought what you asked," Mr Force said. "I want what I came for."

"You are never getting what we agreed on," Mr Jrones said. "Take him out."

A shot rang out.

Mr Force fell to the ground with a bullet in his forehead.

"...Boss?" I said.

"She seen it," A male voice said.

"She is never going to speak a word about today," Mr Jrones said. "I have made sure. Joseph, put the leg attachments on and the process will begin."

Something cold met my feet. I look down to see a black mass made of armor crawling up taking on shapes belonging to a suit Ron had showed me during one of our moments on Bouvet Island. I look up from the mass attaching itself in horror. This has not been tested yet.

"Don't worry," Mr Jrones said. "You released your son as an adult earlier so he is able to live on his own."

Loki?

But he is not an adult.

And I never did that.

"What did I do?" I ask.

"You told someone about what happened," Mr Jrones said. "It is about time we make use of you and get rid of any other loose strings; counting your friend Polly. She knows too much."

"But not Loki?" I ask, as the mass reaches to my arms making pain as it went

"He only knows the beasts," Mr Jrones said. "I will be surprised if he still lives in the apartment."

I lower my head.

"No...Not her," I said.

"Yes her," Mr Jrones said. "And he will forget all about you. It happens to everyone."

It spreads around my neck.

"What do you mean by using me?" I ask.

"You are not going to be awake for this," Mr Jrones said. It dawns on me; I am doing it all. "And you will feel so much guilt."

Then a metal mask covers my face, a breeze of sleep gas enters my nose and everywhere capable of smelling. Something painful struck my head making little electronical sounds. No!, I thought fighting back against the appearing blue dashboard in my vision. My eyes feel as though they want to close. I can't close my eyes. I have to fight for my life and for those I care.

Electrical shots rang through my brain and my joints feel burned.

I lower my head seeing darkness coming over.

No,I thought, I can't...I can't...Polly.

I fell into the black and the machine took control.