Alvina's Point of View
“Pour the damned water!” Someone screamed angrily, as my eyes opened slowly.
Before I could understand what was going on, a bucket of cold water was splashed on my face.
I kept still, letting the water roll off before I opened my eyes again.
Looking around me I could see several men wearing masks, it was a dark room, the only source of light coming from above me, in the typical torture room fashion.
“Wake up, sleeping beauty,” one of the men joked, sharpening a dagger as he spoke.
“That's no way to talk to your boss,” I said calmly, waiting for him to react.
“You filthy…” Before he could finish his sentence, another man hit him on the head.
“How foolish can you be? Don't you see that he is trying to get you all riled up?” He asked angrily, turning his attent
