What now?

Camila walks out of the dungeon and the door closes shut. You grab on to the bars, and lean your head against them. You sigh locked in the cage, and finally break down and cry. Moments later the TV screen switches to a live feed from Camila.

"bitch!" Her voice calls from speakers and the screen and you look intently at her. "This is a special room. This is where your father was when he was working late, or over the weekends." She explains, and the cage opens up automatically if I wish.

"Oh." You say noticing that the steel line is letting out slack, and the cage opens automatically.

"Get on your knees!" Camila ordered.