Lena woke up from the cold and horror: she was in a damp basement, chained. Opposite, in the semi-darkness, sat a man with a knife, in whose eyes a mad gleam danced. "Hush, hush, my dear," "he whispered, his gentle voice frightening." "I don't want to frighten you. I need you." He approached, and Lena saw an ordinary face, which made what was ...Read more