The Prouds; A Novel

(LAITHTAHER) #1

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Realizing how tough and stubborn his prisoner was,
and that he was not going to submit easily, he said, “Keep
him this way and spill some hot water, hotter than the sun
on him, from time to time, then spill some ice cold water on
him and so on. Do this in shifts, all day and night until I
return to you, maybe he will know who his master is.”
The fat torturer nodded, and so did the rest. Harlem
smiled in malevolence and left the area quietly. Meanwhile,
the fat man started to fill a bucket in the cell with very hot
water and spilt it on Adrian’s head and chest causing his
head to burn a little. He continued spilling hot water on him
until the night came. Every time he spilt hot water on him,
Adrian would clutch his teeth quietly without crying or
begging. When the night came as his face was burnt and the
upper part of his dress was torn, his eyelids started to close
as he was about to fall asleep. At that moment, the fat man
started filling the bucket with freezing cold water and
splashed it on him waking him up. Whenever he tried to
sleep, the fat man would spill cold water on him causing
him to shiver strongly until the morning came while he was
still sitting on the chair holding out quietly.
The fat man went away to be replaced by a very tall,
very thin, brown soldier, whose face was full of scars and
wounds. He had a long black moustache. The soldier
started to spill hot water on Adrian again and kept doing so
until the night came, inflicting more burns on him. After
that, he started spilling cold water on him until the morning
came. Adrian remained holding out quietly.
Then the prince came and approached Adrian,
whose face and body were full of burns, and was shivering
from cold, and said, “Eh. Which one did you like more, the
cold or hot water?”

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