Dr. Grounger is here.

Everything was flat black glass as far as they could see. There was neither warmth nor cold, only a vast nothingness that seemed to flow through Druuna. She happily dozed, gladdened to have shed her troubles with her corporeal body?

Then there was pain.

Hot, searing agony that burned through her veins and made her cry out in fear and anger. Druuna thrashed awake, screaming and crying as the cruel man in front of her pinched and twisted her sensitive nipples with calloused hands. He smirked nastily at Druuna as he noticed her waking and kicked her roughly in the stomach, screeching to her:

?Wake up bitch! The boss says it?s time for you and the other fucking slut to open your whore mouths and use them for something besides slurping on cocks like the dick hungry twats you are! You?re going to open your pretty little lips and fucking tell us what we want to fucking hear!?

Druuna only groaned weakly in reply, eliciting another sharp kick and a stinging slap across her breasts from the dirty bandit.

?I said get the fuck up, whore! You gots a special visitor waiting for you!?

With that the man untied Druunas noose from the tree and half dragged her nude form to a large white tent nearby.

Inside the tent was an incredibly thin man standing in front of a long metal table. He wore a stained white apron and a faded black suit over his tall, bony body and a surgical mask. In his pale hands he held a large black leather bag with a faded red cross on it. With an evil cackle, the bandit guard scooped Druuna up and dumped her onto the cold steel table, tying her into a spread eagle position. With the abused raven haired woman safely secured to the table, the gangly creature thanked the bandit for delivering Druuna and told him he would call for him if he needed the other woman.

The bandit left and the skeletal doctor began laying out odd instruments on a small tray that Druuna couldn?t see. With his tools in order, the doctor swiftly turned around and began studying Druunas body intently, never making a sound.

Finally the man seemed to have made a decision and asked ?Well then, let?s cut to the chase. I have been hired to extract information pertaining to the location of a number of objects of interest from you. If you comply now there needn?t be any damage done to your person. If you refuse to reveal the information I so seek, I shall be **** to use physical and mental trauma to extract the necessary information from you. To start, I will if necessary separate your Distal and Intermediate Phalanges on your smallest left digit. This means I will break your finger. I will continue break said digits for as long as I require. So perhaps you should tell me now, and none of this physical damage shall be necessary.?