Charon looked up slowly, her eyes became as hard as steal and as cold as ice. She raised the megaphone as though she were going to yell something really loud at Amile but instead she smashed it hard across the top of her head sending her spinning out of control across the set and crashing into a bloodied heap. The cameraman zoomed in on Amiles injured head and tracked her as she struggled to get up. She'd managed to crawl to all fours when Charon placed her booted foot in the middle of her back and kicked her face down onto the floor again. She bent down to Amiles level.

"If I was going to kill you you wouldn't be breathing right now, remember that when the real killer does turn up again, oh hang on, you'll already be dead."

Amile squirmed and tried to get up but Charon kept her boot placed in her back.

"Don't be too keen to get up or I may just change my mind."