"Gin, how nice of you to ring me. Tell me, how is Ephesian doing? I'm sure her body is just as delightful as I remember. Warm, soft, and utterly delicious. I miss being inside her a great deal." Micael said, his rant just beginning. "I had a velvet ticket for tonight's show, but it seems Ms. Winters couldn't make the show. Samual said that she fell ill, or something of the sorts. You should bring her to me, Gin. I'll have her back to sucking your dick in no time. That is, after she sucks mine and does whatever ungodly act I ask her to perform. She's quite the willing whore. I was thoroughly shocked, she seemed like such an innocent girl." He paused to gauge Gin's reaction, continuing on. "Has she told you about the time I kept her tied to the bed for three days? You should have heard how she begged for me." Micael was as sadistic as you could get.

Effy ran around the loft, nervously. Haphazardly stuffing clothes into her black duffel blag. She didn't know what was going on, and she wasn't sure that she wanted to find out.