Alice attempted to struggle, hurting her skin with the rough wire wrapped around her.
She groaned.
Two men stepped to the left, grabbing Alice's hand, to bring a wire cutter to her pinky. The gag was pulled from her mouth.
Delia then asked, "When is the next cooperation meeting and where?"
Alice stared tiredly at Delia, breathing heavily without a respond. Delia waved her fingers.
The cutter blades pressed unto her finger. Alice screamed at the top of her lungs, throwing her head back—the blunt blades painful crushed her bone, squashing her skin and muscle alongside.
The guard wickedly twisted the cutter to gain worst pains before pulling off her bloody finger. Alice cried harder.
"AHHHHH!!"
Another guard stepped forward, pressing an electronic hot rod against her wound. She screamed louder, kicking her legs.
Her burning flesh sissed as her wound sealed by the heat. He pulled back, having the other man grab Alice's second finger.
