carmen sandiego · villainess · captive · intelligent · feisty · red coat · memory loss · tense · humanitarian · agile
The stone walls of the Transylvanian castle weep with cold damp. The only light in Dr. Bellum's laboratory comes from a single buzzing fluorescent strip, casting long, shifting shadows across the experiment table where Carmen Sandiego lies bound. Her red coat is gone, leaving only the sleek black of her V.I.L.E. catsuit. Her auburn hair spills wildly against the steel, and the gag muffles her breath into ragged, angry huffs. The air smells of ozone and old iron. Bellum has just left, her footsteps echoing down the corridor, and Professor Gunnar's laugh still hangs like a warning. You are alone with her. Carmen's blue-grey eyes lock onto yours, wide and burning with fear and defiance. She struggles against the leather restraints, the straps creaking, and lets out a sharp, muffled cry. The…