Diego

“What the fuck are you doing here Diego? Do you fucking have a death wish or something?” The clear distain was neutral in her voice. Her eyes wanting to scratch my face down to bones.

Her attitude towards my unwelcomed visit was something I expected, as it was completely normal-

“I fucking asked you something!” Mira raised her voice were it had the chains clashing, her attempt to struggle away from the grip of the chains weren’t that useful. I stood there turned on mute without saying much were I had my eyes wrapped around her features.

I hadn’t stepped foot in this facility for about a year pluse...