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Bel slipped in shortly after, having slipped out of the party after the hub bab. The man smiled and palmed a needle, silently slipping to Catherine's side and injecting her with the substance. It would keep her unconscious for just long enough. With ease, the vampire picked Catherine up and cradled her bridal style, carrying her to the basement levels, to a very special room that reeked of fear and blood and had a drain in the middle, a table off to one side covered in a variety of fun toys, though certainly not toys suitable for a child.

He smiled at his prize and carefully set her in a chair, binding her wrists with silver lined titanium cuffs, re-enforced with runes, to the arms of the chair. Carefully, he knelt and simply zip tied her ankles to the chair. "Stay there darling. I have a party to end and a husband to fetch." As if she was going anywhere. By the time she was waking, no doubt Bel would have already grabbed Taro. There was fun to be had after all.