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I woke up in a dank basement, my arms and shoulders burning from the stretch of holding my dead-weight. I don’t remember how I came to be confined here. I had blacked out from the pain of Kuro’s beating. There were no windows and I had been stripped of all save my t-shirt and undergarments. There was no telling how long I had been here like this. I tried to move experimentally, pain shot through my side like a hot knife and danced before my eyes. I was still in bad shape. Holding on to consciousness by sheer will, my eyes adjusted to the dark and I took in my surroundings. The floor was cement and the walls unfinished. I was strung up by a thick hemp rope over a wooden support. There were boxes and paint cans pushed up against the far wall, well out of my reach and an old washer and dryer next to a laundry sink. Not far from me a bare light bulb hung and a steady red light glowed in one corner, a camera. Was I under the same building I had gone to or was I moved? Knowing Kuro, it was likely the latter but then again he knew Shiro and I would expect as much and could have well stayed hidden under his nose. My prince was the worst kind of enemy, one that knew us well.

I was left alone for what seemed like years, but every minute in that room seemed like a day. My arms had grown numb from the constant strain and the pain of my cracked ribs paled compared to the growing discomfort of my bladder. It was just like we learned, the situation was designed to wear me down and humiliate me. I could easily predict what would come next and he wouldn’t go easy on me knowing I was trained to counter such measures. I briefly thought of Shiro wondering what his next move would be. For all I knew, he had already made it. He wouldn’t have lost it like I did. He wouldn’t even be upset at my current condition. Those kind of feelings wouldn’t be of any use to him, and being captured, neither was I. No one would be coming for me so I had to think of my own survival. I focused on the sound of water dripping from the faucet to clear my mind of all those useless thoughts. It was hard at first, reminding me of my bodily needs, but I let go of such earthly thoughts and reached a state of meditation.