The Game

Slowly Victor's eyes came into focus. He was still in a dark room, but this room smelled faintly of formaldehyde. He slowly stood up and felt the large bump on his head. "I knew I should have installed that security system." He wondered around the tiny room and felt for a light switch. He flicked it on and was surprised to see a bunch of super hero costumes and weapons. A sly smile appeared on his face. "Wow Jeanette. You really were not thinking when you put an FBI agent in a room with a bunch of weapons. You have sunk your own ship this time." He pulled down a laser and blasted the door open. He looked around and grabbed a bunch of other weapons and some rope. When going on an especially dangerous mission to capture a mastermind like Jeanette Sinclair rope is always needed. He walked out of the lair prepared to either capture Jeanette, or die trying. Nothing was going to stop him now.