Todd drew a slip of paper with the word "Indian" written on it.
"So what, the fat guy's getting it on with Pocahontas?" asked one of the guys in a joking tone.
Todd's eye twitched and his smile strained as he walked over to the would-be comedian, pulling out a dagger and stabbing him in the throat. Everyone screamed as blood gushed onto his white shirt and he turned around to eerily stare his captives down.
"Now that we got that out of the way...." Todd said as he walked over to the girl in the red satin dress and began to untie her. As he began standing up, the woman grabbed his knife and stabbed him in the knee, before yanking the blade free and slashing his throat.
"Thanks.... uh..." Colin started.
"Basheera." the twenty something said in a british accent.
"Right, Basheera.... say, could you get us out of these chairs?" Colin asked.
"Of course." the dark skinned woman with deep chocolate brown eyes said as she yanked out the bloodied dagger and began cutting off their bindings.