"Father!"
"Hello, daughter. I hope my men have been treating you well"
"Your men? These people are your men!"
"Yes and you are my hostage"
"Why, I can't be your hostage. I am your daughter" Jennifer wailed painfully.
This must be some sort of nightmare
"Not now Minny mouse, you don't have to cry yet. It wrenches my heart to see you cry. No! Or should I say it gives me great joy to see you suffer. And you will suffer gravely when I kill the love of your life in front of you just like mine was taken and then make sure you will be next. But don't worry I will make sure you die a slow painful death"
"Dad! What are you saying?” her expression was just as confused as her mindset ”Why are you doing this, please! You are scaring me if this is some sort of creepy comedy it needs to stop p
