"You can't make me!"
Yelled the old market manager.
"You can't."
"I CAN and I WILL. Now just sit back and relllaaaxxxxx....", hissed the hidden goon.
"No. Now, let me go!" The old man kicked,and tried to get out of the chair.
"ENOUGH!"
The goon yelled. The goon grabbed the old man and shook him. "NO!" The goon had enough.
The goon grabbed the old man and punched him.
"Where is the dark elixir?" The goon yelled.
"NO!"
"Wait, Greg." Said a voice, which sounded like if it belong to a woman.
"He is no use dead. I need him, ALIVE"
"But cheetah..."
"Come."
The goon and the mysterious voice walked of.
The old man looked around.
"Lord, help. Please. Anyone.."
He was scared out of his mind.
He heard whispering and grunting.
The voice turned out to belong to a woman.

"Tell us where the dark elixir is... and we will free you."
"Never! You will do bad things if you know the location!"
Then the goon asked: " do you know where the elixir is??"
"Ummm..... nope!" The old man lied.
"Throw him in a cell." The lady snarled.
"No. No!" The goon dragged of the old man.
" nooo!"