The droid was standing in front of Kiba with a tray in his hand. The droid made no signs while Kiba completed his glass of whiskey.
"Finally some peace," Kiba placed the empty glass on the tray. The droid turned around to leave the lab.
[[Dinner is ready.]]
"Not now," Kiba shook his head, "I'm in no mood to eat.".
[[Your body needs energy which only food can give.]]
"I know," Kiba walked towards the kneeling revolutionaries, "But now I have a more urgent task to complete."
[[...]]
"Let's start."
[[Yes, sir.]]
Ssss
The floor opened up to reveal seven examination tables.
Kiba pointed a finger at the revolutionaries.
"What?" Simon found himself hovering in the air and before he could think further, he was lying on a table.
~clank~
The metallic cuffs secured his limbs with a loud clank sound. The other revolutionaries were in a similar state.
"Anyone of you wishes to answer me on how to unlock the suitcase?" Kiba asked.
