"You'll never find her; it's like finding a needle in a haystack at this point, Adrian." Chris advised, stress lines showing over his aged face.

"I'll torch the whole fucking haystack down and pick the needle from it's ashes," Adrian growled, watching as Chris flinched. Still scared, even after everything they've forced me through to 'fix' me... "I'm going to find her either way."

With that, Adrian left the room, the door slamming behind him.