The night was silent.
In a two-story building near the civilian area.
The room was still brightly lit.
A young man lay on the bed, looking haggard. From time to time repeating, "Let me go, let me go."
Squeak!
The door was opened, and Rebecca, flanked by guards, walked in.
With a slight frown, she looked at the man in front of her.
In a softened tone, she said, "You are safe now, tell me who abducted you."
Hearing Rebecca's voice, the man in the sickbed abruptly stopped his repetition.
His gaze was fixed intently on the several people in the room, howling, "What the hell do you lunatics want to know? We are humans too, why do you treat us like this?"
Faced with the man's howling, Rebecca frowned and looked at the guard beside her.
The latter gently shook his head, indicating that he hadn't done anything to this man.
"I saved you. Now, I need you to tell me what happened so we can apprehend those people," Rebecca continued.
Perhaps Rebecca's words were effective.
