Two Maids &Their Master’s Prisoner

You wake in the darkness of a cell, your arms bound above your head and your feet just barely touching the ground. The only light comes from the blaze of sconces in the hallway, shining through the bars of the metal door imprisoning you. A few feet away is a water bucket with a rag hanging on the edge. You can’t tell whether it’s day or night, but you pray it isn’t morning and the two—oh no, they’re here...