Master crept forward with the kind of sickening glee you see on the faces of young Urchins killing baby mice for fun.
Suddenly, a cloaked figure appeared behind him somewhat magically, he fell unconscious seconds later. I backed up far enough that my back hit the locked door.
"Who are you? Why are you here? Wha-" my last question, 'What are you doing to me?', was cut short as it pricked me with something sharp, and my vision went black.
I awoke on a table, in a house I didn't recognize. A small woman looked at me with one eyebrow quirked up, as if wondering why I was here as well.
"Who are you?" I spluttered, sitting up. "Thelma, and who are you?" I narrowed my eyes. "Why should I tell you that? Why am I here? What did that cloaked thing do with me?" Thelma rolled her eyes as if I was asking why cogs were round.
"First of all, that 'Thing' was helping you. And she's a she, not an it. I would also like to know the answer to that question. Why are you here?" I glared at her. This one'l be a stiff nut to crack.
"Call me Karma, if you want to put a name to the face. I was helping someone and then I realized they wanted me just help themselves. And 'She' came around and stabbed me with somethin' sharp. Can I leave now?"
(key word, 'leave'. I don't know this character enough to put words in their mouth. Help?)