CANTO XI | VOICE

[unastregadoro]

This city is simply full of vermin, wouldn't you say?

[A cackle, which echoes.  It appears Beatrice is somewhere underground, or at the very least abandoned.  Following her laughter, there are the sounds of what are horrified---but inhuman-sounding---screams and shrieks, followed by the sounds of tearing and stabbing----even sizzling.]

After all, the

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[reluctantlegend]

What... what are you doing to those people?

[unastregadoro]

They are not people.

They are creatures.

[reluctantlegend]

What kind of creatures?

[unastregadoro]

Undead.

[There's the sound of a shriek---]

Vampires.

[reluctantlegend]

What did they do to you?

[unastregadoro]

Their leader harmed...someone dear to me.

[reluctantlegend]

Who is their leader?

annnd now private

[unastregadoro]

...Do you know a man who is referred to as "The Major"?

private

[reluctantlegend]

Yeah, doesn't everyone?

private

[unastregadoro]

Then you must also know full well what he did the past week.

[A beat, and she looks off to the side, somewhat.]

...Call it damage control.

Re: private

[reluctantlegend]

Did those people even have a choice in becoming vampires?

[unastregadoro]

[A pause. Beatrice cuts down one more of the things, who lets out a horrible sounding howl.]

...Knowing the Major? It's terribly doubtful if they did. Not unless they were fanatically loyal to him, and I'm also sure he has followers who function on that level.

[reluctantlegend]

Are you torturing them or just killing them?

Because if it wasn't their choice, they shouldn't be tortured for it.

[unastregadoro]

[A long, long silence.]

...Killing them.

[She lets out a small sound that sounds something like a sigh, but...not quite.]

The existence they lead is already awful and hideous enough.