Featured: Cosplay Lara Croft (Tomb Raider: Underwold)
Chapter 21: Lara's Defense
On the highway out of Munich, a green truck covered with orange canvas was driving at full speed through the flow of abundant traffic. Within a car-length away and going just as fast there was a magnificent motorbike, driven by a man of austere countenance. Sitting behind him and clinging to his waist was a woman who stuck out like a blood stain in the snow, for she was wearing a hospital robe and carried signs of abuse. Unfortunately, they had no time to worry about those details.
“Get as close as you can next to the truck,” Lara yelled in Kurtis' ear to be heard over the traffic noise. “Just saw a loose strap on the canvas roof. I’ll climb it.”
“You sure you can do it?”
“I can,” she gritted her teeth. “I must.” Fortunately, she felt much better now. Her body’s numbness had disappeared and the pounding headache had subsided a little. What she was about to do was difficult and risky, and would've required her full
Chapter 20: Luther Rouzic
“I knew it,” Kurtis sighed, rolling his eyes. “She simply can’t be still.”
Giselle cried in horror at seeing Friedrich on the floor, next to the empty bed. “He's dead!” She whimpered. “She broke his neck!”
“Looks like it,” Kurtis agreed, pushing her forwards, “and I don't even want to think what she's up to right now. Breaking something or cutting off power for sure.”
Boaz reacted swiftly, hitting Kurtis in the face hard enough to stun him. She slipped into the hallway and punched an alarm button. Instantly, a loud siren started blaring violent echoes all across the bright surfaces of the enclosure.
She screamed when he pulled her hair. “Well, Dr. Boaz, you've exhausted my patience. Enjoy your stay with your friend,” Kurtis hissed before throwing her into the room and locking the heavy door. Now she’d yell if she wanted to. Those gates were identical to the Sanitarium's: no sound escaped thr
Chapter 19: The Supreme Temptation
At that moment, Dr. Boaz, extremely pale and twisting her fingers, asked to see Karel.
“What do you want?” He said, looking up from Rouzic’s notes about the Periapt’s symbolism.
“The woman is under treatment, as commanded, Meister.” She said. “If we continue the dose for some days we’ll have her docile and completely at your mercy.”
Karel looked at Giselle and smiled with amusement at seeing her overwhelmed look and her clenched teeth. “You can barely hide your hatred and loathing for Lara Croft.”
The scientist bit her lower lip. “That woman's hateful and despicable! She's spent two days tied up and under treatment, yet still she dares to challenge me.”
“Well, be grateful at least she didn't bite you.” Karel chuckled.
“You can’t negotiate with that bitch. She hates you, mein Meister, and she’ll do anything to damage you.”
The Nephilim shrugged and added: “That will on
Chapter 18: Giselle Boaz
Lara wondered if it was worth opening her eyes. She already knew what she was going to see: nothing. The Laboratory’s rooms were locked and bolted, leaving the patients in darkness, bound to stretchers and without any chance to move.
She silently reviewed all similar situations she’d been in, and came to the sad conclusion that this was by far the worst. Her ankles and wrists hurt when trying in vain to remove the straps. The slightest movement was torture.
Darkness had sharpened her hearing, so she could hear murmuring, far-off crying, and the occasional scream or screeching metal. So at least she wasn't totally isolated.
But where was she? That place resembled the Strahov Sanitarium, which she knew by Kurtis’ descriptions. As to what they would do to her, Lara guessed it, and while not harbouring any hope of getting rid of that, she resolutely decided not to give the enemy the satisfaction of seeing her desperation.
The door opened with a clang and a pulsing yellow