You are marched up to the woman. On her left hand is a thumbscrew, which the third man is slowly tightening. Her thumbnail is broken, and blood is beginning to ooze out. You look at her face, which is tightly masked in pain. 

"Very well," said the magistrate to the torturer. Let the woman go. Put this new prisoner in her place."

Before you know it, she has been taken away and you are sitting in her place. The chair is wet and warm. The torturer has put the thumbscrew loosely around your thumb.

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