It was a cold rainy morning when a scruffy guard awoke me. Knowing everything in my enslaved life had been laid out for me, I wasn't interested in paying much attention to what he was talking about. The torment by the Master had gone on for over a week, and I wasn't keen to think about what games would wait for me today, or his volatile attitude.

All I just wanted to do was survive. Where was Jacques, and when would I finally be free from my cage?

'Hurry. The Master is ...