Zosia watched as they parked the car. She didn't move or attempt to co out.
The woman who had arrested Zosia ca down the mont the car was parked. She opened the door to where Zosia was sitting.
The woman watched as Zosia stepped down from the car. Looking at Zosia calm deamanor. She got angry.
"Why is the bitch still pretending when she would be sent to oblivion?"
Zosia unaware that her calm attitude was eating a lady up from inside, that even the handcuffs placed on her was the kind placed on hardened criminals or a confird suspect.
"Drag her. She is too slow." The lady comnted.
The young man following behind, looked at her in confusion.
"Crimson wolf, I am talking to you." She said, her voice rising by a few decibels.
Zosia frowned. She looked at her legs and the fact that she had been keeping up to their pace. What did she an that she was too slow?
"Am I just being targeted?" Zosia thought inwardly, her eyelashes covered the ruthlessness that flashed through her eyes.
"But, what is with all this nas. Crimson wolf? Is Crimson Wolf a code na for the officer on duty?"
Zosia allowed herself to be dragged by the confused officer who was just following orders.
They had just arrived at the entrance when so words filtered into her ear.
"Wow, Julieann caught the terrorist?"
"Tsk. Why won't she when her "mother" is soone in high position."
"At least the terrorist has been caught?"
"But why doesn't it look so?" The person's question brought about confusion to the audience as they stared at the person waiting for him to talk.
Julieann interfered at that mont. "What do you an by that?" Her eyes stared fiercely as she glared at the New cor.
Yeah, the officer was indeed a new one. Just like Crimson Wolf, he was also just new in working.
Zosia glanced at the situation. She didn't say anything but watched them, making sure to notice everything that could help her deduce how to escape and how to clear her na.
"The crowd ntioned terrorist, but it hasn't been long since she ca to the Main world, so where did the terrorist that looks like her co from?" She thought Inwardly.
Zosia noticed the tinge of hatred that Julieann had in her eyes as she glared at the New cor.
"Are you questioning my abilities, just because you have been with the Captain for a week?"
The newcor, undeterred by Julieann's fierce gaze, responded calmly, "No, ma'am. I just find it curious. If she's such a dangerous terrorist, why doesn't she look more, well, dangerous? She seems more like a victim than a perpetrator."
His words made Julieann's face flush with anger, but Zosia noted the murmurs of agreent from the surrounding officers.
Julieann's grip tightened on Zosia's arm as they continued into the building, her nails digging into Zosia's skin.
"You just mind your place, rookie," she spat over her shoulder at the newcor.
"There's a lot you don't understand about this job."
As they entered the prison, Zosia was struck by the harsh fluorescent lighting and the echoing clang of tal doors.
She was led through a labyrinth of corridors until they reached a heavily secured wing.
The walls here were reinforced, and the air was thick with tension.
The clanking of the handcuffs around her wrists seed to reverberate endlessly off the cold, stone walls.
Finally, they arrived at a solitary cell at the end of the corridor. Julieann shoved her inside roughly, and the door slamd shut with a finality that echoed through the hollow space.
Zosia stood silently, absorbing the oppressive atmosphere. She knew she had to remain calm and collected, to gather her strength and prepare for whatever lay ahead.
Sitting down on the chair in the room, she looked at the handcuffs in her hands that had fallen off.
When Julieann was being aroused by the rookie officer, she had found where the key was and when she was being dragged, she collected it sneakily.
Flexing her painful wrist, her mind drifted to the scene between the rookie officer and Julieann.
She noticed that Julieann was soone with high ego and that both of them treated her as a price to be captured. It may either be for acknowledgent, increase in salary or possibly promotion.
She also noticed that Julieann had made ntion of The Captain. She seed to have intense feelings.
She could guess so things, but it might not be correct.
First, Julieann might or wants to be the one beside the Captain. Maybe it offers a more easier way for more missions as et people in varying degrees of importance.
Zosia felt that the first one might not be of importance to Julieann, since her mother is a big shot.
Second, Julieann might have feelings for the captain and the captain of whatever gender it may be, might like the rookie, therefore the animosity.
It seed more like the two of them.
That brings her back to Crimson Wolf, she noticed that despite how he looked, he seed stronger than he was letting on.
Rembering Sothing Ella had said to her before, plus Julieann who has a mother in the Soul world, she realized that people can actually give birth here.
Well, that by the way. Zosia scanned the room but couldn't find anything noteworthy that could help her go out.
The wall was too smooth and everywhere is covered, no windows except the door.
Zosia kept looking around but after she couldn't find anything, she gave up.
Looking at her wrist that had recovered enough, she tried to cultivate.
Grunt!
She let out a grunt when she noticed that instead of recieving, her soul force was being siphoned by the prison.
She put back the handcuffs to avoid problem or a sentence. She hated unnecessary things that she could easily avoid.
After what felt like hours, the cell door creaked open again. Two guards entered, followed by a petite woman with short, dark hair and piercing blue eyes.
"Follow ." The woman said.
Zosia glanced at her, then at her badge that read "Holliste." then at the two guards behind her.
She followed the lady and stepped out of the dark room, reentering the hallway.
She ca accross so people in the cell and their eyes were filled with either despair, madness, craziness etc.
Before when Julieann and her transversed the hallway, she hadn't noticed anything or heard much noise like the madman with clacking iron wrapped around his hand, shaking the sturdy bars of the prison.
The woman led her to the office.
"Sit."
Zosia did not sit imdiately, but took notice of the people in the room. There were 8 people.
The blue eyed woman called Holliste, the rookie officer she t before whose chair wasn't far from Holliste, his badge read Nelson. So his na should be Nelson.
The other people in the room include Crimson Wolf, Julieann and four others. She just glanced at them and didn't look for long.
"Captain, why are we using here, what happened to the interrogation room?" Julieann asked.
Zosia took note of the drop in temperature and how tense the atmosphere got. She didn't understand the office politics going on but she didn't care, all she wanted was to be released.
"Fine, let's go." Holliste said and stood up, her countenance wasn't looking good.
She led Zosia to the interrogation room and entered with the rookie, while others went behind.
She sat on the seat facing the officers, her expression calm and her face gave out no other emotions.
"Your na?" Holliste asked, her piercing blue eyes seed to look directly into her soul.
"Zosia ave Branden." Zosia answered with ease.
"Is that really your na?" Nelson asked.
"Yes. You can check the system which I am sure you have access to." Zosia answered.
"Where....."
The question carried on for so hours yet, Zosia answer towards so questions had always been the sa and nothing was out of turn since the system itself confird it.
"Did Julieann not say she is the terrorist?" Holliste muttered to herself but it was within Zosia hearable distance.
"She looks like the terrorist, and the terrorism started on the day she ca into the Main Soul world." Crimson Wolf said.
"It doesn't make sense." Holliste thought.
Suddenly her eyes shone, she had an idea.
"Take her to her ally Cell." She ordered and left.
Her plan is to leave Sara and Zosia in the room and see if she could gleam anything from it. They may end up quarrelling, so she had guards stand on standby.
From Zosia words, she had gone to wipe her mories, which was where she t Sara and Sara called her out for a drink. Her friend had also called her out for a drink and she decided for them to stay together and drink.
She couldn't find any loopholes in Zosia's words since everything she said aligned with what the system data has about her whereabouts.
The very day Zosia ca into the Soul world, there was an attack but it was quickly quelled just like before and Zosia was in the tutorial world, but how did the two of them have the sa face.
Her steps quickened when she rembered sothing.
Arriving at her corner, she switched on the caras. When she was fighting with that terrorist, the body of the terrorist was bigger but Zosia's own is on the slimr side.
Holliste felt it should be the work of an artifact, but she was sure that except the system ( Main world system.) have also been corrupted, there is no way it would allow Zosia skip her tutorial and allow her to terrorize.
"Sothing, just wasn't adding up."
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