Category: VSS365

She swam through the wreckage. Deep ocean coral shrouded the hull and sprouted through the shattered desks. Her chest tightened. Pre-Alexandrian amphorae littered the area, half buried in the sand. These could prove her Atlantis theory, but the ice refroze at the surface.

She'd always been impossibly perky. It had faded upon discovering his side chick, but she smiled again now. Giggling, she brought the tin snips to his fingers. He struggled against the restraints and screamed into the gag. It was supposed to be the quiet ones.