Simon groans a bit at the pain in his ribcage, another broken bone, definitely. He hates it in this dungeon, he wants to see his best friend and crush, Bodil. He wants to hear the other Bulgarian's laugh, see his smile, be near him. But that's impossible. Simon saved Bodil's life, he wasn't supposed to be locked up in this cell, Bodil was, but, Simon caught them in the act of taking Bodil and made a deal. He remembers it too well.

"What the hell are you doing?!" "What do you think?" The masked man spat, Simon could feel himself getting scarred and nervous, he looked over at Bodil's eyes, they shows so much fear that Simon was able to gather enough courage to say, "Take me instead." "What?" "You heard me. Leave Bodil, take me, please.." Simon had tears in his eyes, the men looked at each other before throwing Bodil to the side as they grabbed Simon's arms, dragging him away as he heated the last words Bodil had ever said to him since then. "SIMON NO!"

Now he's here. Stuck in s cell, his ribcage showing through his skin from lack of eating, and he was do beaten up he could be mistaken for a dead body. He hears the cell door open as he looks up with pained eyes, seeing a masked man, not another beating.. The man walks to him, looking him up and down before looking around and whispering into his ear. "Don't worry, I'm here to help. I'm gonna get you out of here, okay?" Simon knows that voice, he lets the first thing that comes into his mind roll off his tongue in a hoarse, pained, voice,
"Bodil..?"