Sterilized, Starting Area

"How do I know that I can trust you? You could just kill them the moment I get to you, right?" I asked, and Neft's face distorted into a smile filled with sharp teeth.

"Think of it this way. Most of the women and the missing ones that I have been trying to find and kill for the last thirty-odd years are at the beach working on some strange metal shell. I should be killing them, but that will just end up getting me into a fight with someone that is very angry and unreasonable," Doa explained.

"What do you hope to gain from talking to me? Do you think I am going to spare you after all that you have done and are still doing?" I questioned, and Neft's head nodded to me with an understanding look that annoyed me.