It's only the two of you in the room. You're sketching, trying to capture the boy's sharp nose as realistically as possible. He doesn't spare you a glance, busy with tying two slender ropes together. You don't question that.

"Should I pose for ya?"

Doug breaks the silence suddenly, lifting his gaze to face you. You freeze. He is the devil of this place, a known bully you better not anger, otherwise he could do unspeakable things to you. Your heartbeat quickens as you shiver.