"Well, just clean it up first!"

He huffs and walks off deeper into the cave.

I'm not sure if I'm more scared of him or all the hungry eyes glaring at me and Emma. I don't have much time to think about it thought. A bucket of water is thrown in my face. I guess this is what cleaning is here.

"Watch with at!" Panty head yanks them off and throws them at scar face. He then cuts the ropes around my arms and legs, leaving just my wrists bound. He then ties a new rope around my neck and yanks me over to the fire to get a better look. I try to crawl but it's more of a drag.

"Good enough." He wipes my face with a filthy rag. Suddenly the bag goes over my head again. Whoever's holding my leash pulls hard on it and I ****. It's impossible to crawl fast enough with my wrists tied together, by the time I'm left alone with the Captain my knees and palms are all torn up.

"They did a shit job. You're dirtier than before." Again his voice sounds different.