HorseJSullivan

"Get your hands off me, you creep!" Gemma screamed, trying her best to wriggle free from the unknown assailants grasp, but the man's grip was far too tight for even her to escape from. "Ugh, fine. Whatever. I'll give you my haul if you let me go." She heard a chuckle from behind her as the man's grip loosened on her. She smirked. He totally just fell for it. Taking a few steps forward, she turned around to face her captor. She let out a short gasp as she looked upon his highly-disfigured face; he must've had a bad run-in with a fire trap at some point in the past, though how exactly he happened to survive that was a mystery all on its own.