Renée's POV:
Not too long after Elias locked me in this tower some guy came into the room. He was carrying a case in his hand and sat down beside me.
"What do you want?" I asked trying to move away but couldn't because I was already at the end of the very short chain.
"To stitch that leg." His accent was almost so strong that I didn't know for sure if I understood him completely.
He started opening the case and setting stuff out on the floor. He wasn't taking any initiative to make sure that his tools were clean. They looked dirty, used and his hands were dirty and didn't care if the tools were on this dirty floor. I started screaming at him and managed to kick the case he brought in across the floor.
"You won't touch me!" I yelled into his fac
