Anxious energy roused me from sleep early the next morning. My body burned with heat and nervous sweat, so a quick shower helped me shake off some of it and more of the dungeon stank.

Afterward, I tiptoed across the bedroom and got dressed in what I found in the closet: loose pants and an oversized sweater. Who did they belong to? Why were they here? At least the clothes were clean, even if I had to roll the waistband several times before the pant legs stopped dragging on the floor. ...