Chapter 29 (part 1)

The body slumped badly in the middle of the room, had several wounds. The face was unrecognizable, reduced to a bruised and swollen mask. A trickle of blood dripped solitary from the half-open mouth onto the cold floor. There was nothing to suggest that this was a person; it looked more like a lifeless puppet.

A few eerie shadows circled, like rabid dogs, around the helpless, unconscious figure.

"Get some water and put some ice in it. I want to have some more fun with him," ordered a snickering voice.

"I think the time for fun is coming to an end." A second voice commented mockingly, moving away to get the required material.

As soon as the first man had a full bucket in his hands, he tipped its icy contents over his victim's head.

The shock of the impact with the icy water brought the poor wretch to his senses, and he began to struggle like a madman to avoid further atrocious torture. He was writhing like a trapped animal in the vain hope of b