[b]Tyler - Underground Arena - Lynn[/b]

After Bex had dropped the unconscious woman in one of the arena's holding cells, he had left her in the care of another raider. The man had specific orders from Tyler to wait until Lynn was awake before putting the next phase of her torture in motion. When she started coming to, the man sent for Tyler, who came to the arena immediately.

Lynn, probably still groggy and half-awake, was shoved from her cell and into a large round room. This was one of the larger rooms in the hideout, where many of the tunnels went to. The tunnels had locked metal doors at their entrances, constructed by the raiders to keep the arena secure and to hold in the walkers. About half of these doors had walkers locked behind them. They slammed against the doors in an attempt to to reach Lynn, who was shoved into the centre of the room. If she looked around, she would see Tyler standing behind one of the metal doors, watching her intently.

Inside the arena with Lynn were three raiders, who all looked like burly men. Each one held a strange instrument. They looked sort of like a leash, or an extendible hand. The grip of the instruments allowed the claw-like bits at the other ends to clamp shut.

The first man went to open one of the metal doors with walkers behind it while the second man flanked him. The third man stood watching Lynn to make sure she didn't try anything. The first man opened the door wide enough for the second man to slip his instrument through and latch on to one of the walkers by the neck. Then, the first man opened the door wider and the second man pulled the walker into the arena. The door was closed quickly afterwards to keep the rest of the walkers inside.

The second man now had control of the walker. It could not bite anyone as long as he kept it on its leash. He started moving toward Lynn.

"Lynn!" Tyler suddenly said. "Welcome to the arena! This is just a little taste of what you can expect here."

The man with the leashed walker inched closer and closer to Lynn. The walker snapped its teeth and groaned in Lynn's direction. It was desperate for a bite.

"I just wonder where Jess is, don't you? Perhaps if you tell me now, well..." The man laughed.

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[b]Bex - Emma's Cell - Emma[/b]

Bex returned to the cells and peered through the bars at the girl inside. She looked dreadful, covered in dirt and sobbing uncontrollably. It seemed she really was young, probably about thirteen or fourteen. Bex couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy for her. He could block it out of his mind, usually, but the girls that got brought in just got younger and younger. It was becoming very hard to ignore.

Still, there was nothing that could be done. This was how Tyler wanted it, and no one went against Tyler. People had done so before and died for it.

Bex cleared his throat. "Hey, you." He gripped the cell door with his hands and leaned in as close as he could. "Did Brad hurt you?"