"I'll shoot you, then do whatever I want with her for as long as I want!" Eric cackled.
"Eric, don't!" Adriana yelled.
Eric grinned, his eyes pacing between Adriana and Daven.
"I won't, of course I won't," He said. "What fun would that be?"
His eyes traveled around the room as if looking for something. His focus was still on Daven and Adriana, the gun still pointing at them.
"Move," He pointed towards the wardrobe.
"Bring all the shirts you can," He said.
Adriana did as she was told.
She walked to the wardrobe and started scavenging for shirts.
To be fair, most of the clothes in there were shirts since the room was Erics.
Daven watched her bring them out one after the other. He wished he could tell her to run from there and never look back.
But the risk of Eric catching her and hurting her was very high.
"Bring them," Eric said.
Adriana did.
