"You're the first to ever have made it here, and you're about to be the last."
Madeline retorted, "You said something like that last time and look at me, I'm fine."
Hearing cackles of laughter echo through the cave, she gulped.
"Well that's because I let you go," the voice spoke, this time sounding more confident than ever.
"And that was when you didn't know anything."
"But now that you know more, and you've gotten a glimpse of my face, you need to be dealt with."
The cracking of knuckles was heard next, and Madeline wondered what'd happen if she mentioned Xavier's name.
Did he know Xavier? Would mentioning his name do anything?
She questioned, "Why are you here?"
"Is that a question from you I hear?"
Madeline rolled her eyes, "Listen, if you really are going to deal with me then you can at least humour me."
