I feel the cold sting of water hitting my face. My arms feel numb my ribs pulling tight together, the pain in my legs unbearable. Slowly opening my eyes, taking a look at my surroundings, I feel the ropes cutting my wrists, holding me hanging in the air. The attack coming back to mind, my throat burning with thirst having no idea how long I have been here.
“Well, well the mutt is awake. I am Keera.” she walks into the room. It wreaks of piss and rat droppings.
“What...” I try to ask her what she wants and what I am doing here but my throat is too dry.
“What are you doing here?” She asks, not offering anything. “Well you see, your mistress has a debt to settle. If she will pay with her own life or yours is up to her, but for now, you will be staying with us, here, until she decides.” K
