[i]Oh my fuck, that hurts![/i]

The girl with the glasses kicked violently against the man for the time in which she felt something wrap around her ankle and sink into it. It was still incredibly dark, but the sounds were evidently clear. When the first crackling came, she almost thought the man had bitten right through her bone and she'd lose her ability to walk properly forever. That wouldn't happen. For the entire duration of the ordeal, she screamed and cried and her fists rained punches down on the creature's head. "You don't know who you're messing with. I'll kill you, you bastard!"
And when the man pulled away she fell backwards, panting with a sense of triumphance, that her punches had done the trick. But it was not to be, when the speaker cracked and came to life and her ears shot upwards, and the pain in her leg was numbed for the time being.

Though she had wanted to yell, she held her tongue for the moment. The man couldn't hear her. She didn't know if that was a good or a bad thing. It would prove easier for escape but at the expense of all the trickery she wanted to commit and slurs she wanted to spit at him. Mizuki growled a little under her breath, a little shaken when the uproar rose from somewhere muffled, somewhere far away. Somewhere [i]outside[/i] the little..."thing" they were inside. There was music that followed after.
[i]Who the hell is Ryuko? Whoever she is, hell, he'd better stop torturing her family. If...if they're anything like mine... Oh, Mama, Papa...no! No no no![/i]
She wanted to curl up and pound the ground with her fists. "No...no no no no no!"
Someone asked her if she was okay. Evidently not.
"...me? Yeah, I'm...fine. Just bleeding." the wet, sticky feeling at her ankle confirmed her suspicions. "And I wanna get out of here. Introductions sound fine. I have no idea who you all are, but you can call me Neko-chan. No, I kid, haha. Mizuki. The pleasure of being stuck with you is all mine. "
She smirked here, though in the darkness nothing could be seen still.
So far it was a young man, and a young woman, and herself. Was that all?
Apparently not. Another voice filled the room, calm and soothing, and Mizuki's ears darted around to find the source.
"Actually, I think we're in hell. Its embodiment, anyway, ahaha! No, no really, we're just probably in some really dark room in some really creepy research facility with some really creepy mad scientist called 'Jabberwocky' who makes mutant creatures just to come after and kill innocent children like ourselves."
Wait. That sounded too much like out of a comic book.
"I couuuuuld be wrong, of course..."