He then gets up, chuckling without any explanation before walking around me to leave. I hear his minions following him, as my tears slide from my cheeks to the floor. I have trouble breathing: I'm scared, I'm in pain, I'm ashamed. Once again he knocked me down, again he won. Worse, he made me the promise to come back soon to do I don't know what... This time, I'm sure he won't be satisfied with a simple "rent".

Time passes slowly, however I still have difficulty calming down. ...