[A very pissed off Latina girl, wearing the catsuit provided to her, is gracing your screen for the first time! Have I mentioned she's not very happy with the current situation?]

Look, I don't know whose bright idea it was to kidnap me, but you grabbed the wrong girl. [she waves one hand around] I am from Lima Heights Adjacent, you know what goes on there? It's not pretty. So you best be lettin' me go.

Also this collar has gotta go. I appreciate kinky sex games as much as the next girl, but kidnapping is not the way to go. I'm totally not playing out your stupid fantasies. [she sits back and crosses her arms] You could have just asked.

Oh and one last thing, [she holds up the note] Was this like terrorists or did Berry just talk about herself too much? This is like the worst practical joke in the history of jokes. Can I go home now?

[The terminal comes on to video of tattooed hands flickering over it and then a form in spiky armor pacing irritably in front of it.]

Two weeks and I have found no exit. Only stairs, magic, and demons. Or creatures that might as well be.

[He stops pacing and finally leans over the computer to bring his face into focus. From his voice, it shouldn't be much of a surprise that he looks distinctly displeased.]

So I resort to this "technology."

Who knows how to remove these collars?

Ignore. ♥