“Oh we’ll see about that.” Victor went over to his large cabinet across his office. He took out a sniper pistol with a small scope attached to it. He attached a silencer to the other end of the barrel as he turned towards his hostage.

“You have an important part in our little Play Camilla. You’re going to help me capture the crow.”

Camilla’s eyes grew wide with fear as Victor mentioned his plan. That would be the last thing in the world she would ever do to some one she cared about. She would rather die than to see that happen.

“I would never help some one like you.” Camilla stated defiantly as Victor finished assembling the custom made hand gun. He walked over and grabbed her cheek as he violently placed a kiss on her pout lips.

“It’s not like you have a choice.” He said as he releases her cheeks from his hands.

She spat out the disgusting kiss that lingered on her lips as the fear of Victor’s unknown plan came into place. She didn’t know what she was getting her self into.

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The city streets are alive buzzing with people as the Dias De Muertos Celebrants flood the streets celebrating in a lavish style of dancing and singing. Children on the streets dance around in Halloween masks, running with sparkler sticks

Dana moves through the thousands of people who are flooding the streets. Invincible to everyone, she’s just another face in the crowd with her make up on. People furiously bump and run into her as they dance to the loud music playing over the large crowd.

Dana shifts her way through to massive crowd of bodies until she finally finds her self at the entrance of Victor’s Tower. She looks up at the massive building that juts out of the ground like a large giant.

She closes her eyes and starts to envision her opponent. A simple yet effective tactic that uses to do before her tennis matches. The voice of her first tennis coach entered her mind as she started to think about what was taken from her.