At times food would also be tossed into the cell. It wasn t much. A piece of dry, moldy bread or a thin porridge. For a while the girls refused to eat... the offerings, but soon the pangs of hunger got the best of them and they forced down the rancid food. As days went on, the girls tried to make the best of their surroundings. They were only able to find things in the dark by feeling, but they made the best of things as they could. The corner at the right side of the door was used as the toilet. ‘Good evening Diego…so kind of you to join us, ‘ came the voice from the shadows. It was a voice utterly devoid of light. ‘I trust you slept well?’ There was a heavy crunch as the power was thrown and overhead lights slammed down, highlighting the victims in a vulgar, raw intensity. They were all strapped atop movable, alter-like examination tables. Five victims set in meticulous distance from each other, forming the tips of the dimly glowing pentagram on the floor. The man in the dark robe. I quickly paid the tab and followed her out the door noting that the bartender gave me the odd looks once again until we were out of the bar. There was not much of a conversation as we crossed the street to my hotel, took the elevator up to room. In the elevator, she leaned over and began to kiss me deeply. I could feel this to be the most forceful, lustful kiss I had ever received and she probed my mouth with her tongue. I opened the door and we tumbled into my suite. She was also feeling the. "You know, I had SUCH a good time tonight. All the people I work with are SO nice. And they bought me dinner. That's pretty nice, isn't it?" Did they buy you a few drinks too?" I said, smirking."A few," she said, and started counting on her hands, then apparently decided it wasn't worth the effort and stopped. "Just a few. What about you? Did you have fun tonight?" I'm not sure I'd call it fun." I smiled. "But then it's a school night." Oh, right right," she said. "It is for me too. A work.