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A man of mid twenties, always well-dressed, doesn't talk much, has a well versed rule book of supposed gentlemanly etiquettes, traditionalist, misogynistic. Sadistic. Vile. Repulsive. Pathetic. Liar. Psychopath. 

I stepped further into the room but didn't let go of the door as I stared in horror at what laid in front of me.  A wooden desk and a matching chair placed with the intention of receiving the perfect view of the bathroom. I couldn't look at it any more and averted my eyes to the...thing that I never doubted to be anything but a mirror. 

The toilet, the bath, the shower, the whole area in view for his unnamed pleasures. He enjoyed my unsuspicious mind and trifled with it. I hadn't given it much thought but Dimitri never tried anything extreme physical with me for which I was thankful but now that I am on the other side, I feel nothing but immensely violated. 

How many times had he seen me naked? How many times has he enjoyed the view?

He was old school indeed but his values not right. Licentious  and perverted. 

I looked away again and stared at the desk from afar. Half of me wanted to go and inspect, the other half wanted to break the mirror and everything else I could find my hands on. Anger brewed inside me like an untamed beast, something I don't feel very often. An unacquainted and unfamiliar feeling not under my control.

Hot tears gushed down my eyes and I breathed heavily, suppressing the angry scream that wanted to not give a shit about being found out in this forbidden and hidden den.  Dimitri didn't fail to surprise me once again. Or rather shock. So many secrets, so many unsaid deeds and the forceful hand pushing my head into the mud, blinding me always from the things that goes on behind my back.

I walked out of the room and tried my hardest to not slam the door shut and instead rushed towards the next door I could get my hands on and swung it open without any hesitation only to be slightly disappointed at the lack of anything distracting and massively relieved to find a completely empty room. I half hoped for the rest of the rooms to be harmless as well but of course with the exception of finding Liza. It would make things so much easier if I knew she was near and I could take her out of here as soon as I could.  

The rest of the doors turned out to b harmless as well, making me wonder why he had so many empty rooms to begin with. Perhaps they were unfinished or again used for something beyond my imagination. 

My hand twisted the knob on the last door at the end of the long hallway as I tried to ignore the voice in my head that angrily spoke to me about doing things that would jeopardize the whole plan which has turned out to be successful so far. It was not the time to act foolishly. I had things to accomplish and do it right. 

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