MONALISA

"Remove every jewelry on her." I heard the voice distantly. It was a masculine voice and even though my eyes were closed and I couldn't find the strength to open them, I knew that it had to be a man in his late forties or early fifties at the very least.

"Yes sir" I heard a feminine voice I knew belonged to Irene.

Irene. Yes, she was the reason I was here. She was the one who injected me with some unknown substance and she was the one who brought me here.

I ...