Mark sits on the couch and leans. “So, what do you need to know?” he starts.
Wait… This voice. Isn’t this the same voice that talked to me during those explosions in one challenge? The one when I entered a small bar with Charlie, and then there was a blackout?
“Why do you call me Angel?” I start.
“Are we going to start on that?” he asks. “Then please sit first. Coffee, perhaps?”
I shake my head and sit on the remaining space on the couch.
“Angel, because the previous CEO created you to be fed to the Mother. I’m sure you know what I am talking about?”
“But unfortunately, that monster didn’t like our taste,” I add.
“Yeah, it’s disgusted with you guys.”
“So you let us win instead…” Luella whispers. The video camera is still in her hand.
“Yes, so we can maximize the human blood to b
