After being kept in perpetual freefall for twenty minutes and unable to breathe, the real shock was the detective showing up and beating Michael Crew to unconsciousness after confirming the man was no longer human. Being shoved into her car with the man's body and driven to the middle of the woods.
Jon is shaking in his boots, so to speak. Being shoved out of the car in the wind.
"So... So what now? You kill us?"
Daisy's voice is firm and cold. "You think he's going to save you?"
"What? What, no-" Jon cries out as the gunshot fires and killing the other man who'd tormented him just hours before.
"Now." Daisy grabs for Jon's bag, "Let's see the bag." She unzips it, poking around. "One wallet, brown leather, no cash. One packet cigarettes, Silk Cut. One lighter, gold, spiderweb design. One pocketknife... blunt. Huh. One set of keys to the Magnus Institute. And one tape record-" Her voice suddenly becomes much clearer as she pulls the recorder out of the bag. "You sneaky little freak! You want to record this? Alright, I'd have to destroy it anyway."
Jon stares at the recorder having turned itself on at some point. "What, I? I didn't- P-please don't shoot me."
Daisy grabs Jon and slams him into the nearest tree. "Why are you doing this? Tell me!" The bit of static starts in his words, and Daisy grabs him by the throat. He can't move. He can't even think. She takes the blunt pocketknife and puts it against his neck.
"Stop. Asking. Questions. That's how you want it? Fine. You brought a knife. So we go through the voicebox."
This is it. This is how Jon will die, alone in the woods with a feral cop at his throat. No one will ever know what happened to him or where he was. Daisy's victims always simply disappear when she's finished.
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Season 3, Ep 91 - voicebox
Date: 2023-05-07 01:43 am (UTC)Jon is shaking in his boots, so to speak. Being shoved out of the car in the wind.
"So... So what now? You kill us?"
Daisy's voice is firm and cold. "You think he's going to save you?"
"What? What, no-" Jon cries out as the gunshot fires and killing the other man who'd tormented him just hours before.
"Now." Daisy grabs for Jon's bag, "Let's see the bag." She unzips it, poking around. "One wallet, brown leather, no cash. One packet cigarettes, Silk Cut. One lighter, gold, spiderweb design. One pocketknife... blunt. Huh. One set of keys to the Magnus Institute. And one tape record-" Her voice suddenly becomes much clearer as she pulls the recorder out of the bag. "You sneaky little freak! You want to record this? Alright, I'd have to destroy it anyway."
Jon stares at the recorder having turned itself on at some point. "What, I? I didn't- P-please don't shoot me."
Daisy grabs Jon and slams him into the nearest tree. "Why are you doing this? Tell me!" The bit of static starts in his words, and Daisy grabs him by the throat. He can't move. He can't even think. She takes the blunt pocketknife and puts it against his neck.
"Stop. Asking. Questions. That's how you want it? Fine. You brought a knife. So we go through the voicebox."
This is it. This is how Jon will die, alone in the woods with a feral cop at his throat. No one will ever know what happened to him or where he was. Daisy's victims always simply disappear when she's finished.