Lacy's POV
"Now that we are all gathered here for this meeting. Let us discuss how, why we are here, and what we want." The scary-looking man speaks. He removes his glasses from his face and drops them, wiping off the smile along with it.
He looks at me dead in the eye, and the smile returns.
"How did you enjoy meeting my lovely friend here?"
I don't say anything; I stand where I am. The one holding me presses the syringe closer to my neck. "When he speaks to you, reply to him immediately."
I nod slowly and open my mouth, but no words come out. I flinch and close my eyes, waiting for whatever repercussions for not speaking, but none.
I slowly open my eyes, and the creepy doctor bursts out laughing.
"Oh, how much I love fear." He stops laughing and turns to Vincent. Now... back t
