Becca's eyes flickered open as a bag was pulled off her head, blinking gently to let her eyes adjust to the sightings around her. Darkened room... she guessed she was in Mafiatale solely on the fact that a table was in front of her... Most likely in a questioning room.. Her hands were chained to the table, ankles securely wrapped around the legs of the chair she was sat on.

"Ciao di nuovo, Rebecca." Spoke voice of an Italian in front of her, the tone seeming quite businesslike. She guessed this was Evelina, Mafiatale Mentality. "You seem comfortable there, tesoro."

"What do you want now.." Becca grumbles softly as she gazed away as she sighed softly. Her eyes closed as she bit her lip, whimpering quietly in fear. "Last time I was hear, you got me into a fight... and I almost died..." she muttered, gazing at her robotic arm that looked human like, her right eye, which was her robotic one, glowing softly. "I don't wanna die again..."

"Oh you won't, trust me! I mean... you PROBABLY won't..." Evelina muttered, giggling as she sat in front of Becca. She summoned a glass of wine, sipping it softly as one of her legs went on top of the other. "I need you to do something for me."

"Our deal lasted two weeks, Evelina. I'm not doing that again. Fuck off, chienne!" Becca growled, eyes coldly narrowed at the other. She went to stand up, only for a moan go exit her mouth. A shock collar was on her neck, Evelina controlling the settings. She forced herself to sit down, the current stopping.

"I'm not going to get you into trouble..~ and anyway, the deal finishes in exactly five minutes." Evelina giggles, she smirked at Becca before snapping her fingers, the girls head falling to the side. "Listen to me very closely... I've been stressed lately, and I killed the whole of classic au without the Sans knowing who it was. At this point, they have no leads. Except for two things. Your sheet of things that you have blessed and given to people, and your book of spells. YOU are the one who's done the genocide, if anyone asks. If anyone DOES talk about it or asks you if you did it, you'll immediately slip into bloodlust and attack them. This lasts for about four hours. Any way to stop it without waiting that amount of time is being 'trained' to not be a bad bitch by a master like figure to you." The Italian faintly giggled, running her finger on the girls chin. "Got it?" The unconscious girl nodded. The Italian grinned, standing up before hunting her from the chair. "When I snap my fingers, you will go home and carry on with your day." She whispered. She slid the remote to the collar into Becca's pants pocket for anyone to grab and chained he girl before sitting back down. Evelina then proceeded to snap her fingers.

Becca's eyes shot open as the other snapped her fingers, taking a second to process what was happening before sighing. She pulled her glasses from her pocket, pulling them onto her face before teleporting outside the Sans house, walking inside the house. She needed to find her spell book and list quick... before anyone suspected anything... she didn't want them hurt...

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