Caroline was strapped to a chair before she knew it. He backed up, and she looked around the room. She was in a palace, and she felt the presence of two people coming up from behind. "What is this?" Sheila frowned. Anya smiled, "Is it a dinner guest?" "No," Caroline shook her head. Vladimir laughed, "Caroline isn't a dinner guest." Sheila smelled her, and she crinkled her nose, "She smells like metal and death." "Really?" Anya smelled her. "Oh, you are right that meat is foul." "Excuse you." Caroline smelled herself. "I may need a shower, but I am not foul." "Okay, what gives, Vlad? Who is she?" Sheila looked at him. "I think I am in trouble because I didn't follow the plan," Caroline sighed and looked at Vladimir. "Oh," Sheila smiled. "Then why isn't she in the labs?" Vladimir shook his head, "No, the bad rescue job just opened my eyes. What do they have that I don't?" "Misery and sorrow," Caroline mumbled. Vladimir frowned at her, "Again, you open my eyes." Sheila crossed her arms, and Anya frowned. "I don't know." "Meet Caroline, my new apprentice." Vladimir laughed. Caroline frowned at him and shook her head.
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