Orders are Absolute (POV)
As requested, I follow Lu Bu through numerous empty corridors and into an equally empty bathhouse, located at the end of a long and narrow passageway.
There is no one inside the room besides me and Lu Bu, just like there wasn't anyone in the connecting hallways that had led me here.
Nothing really stands out in those corridors. There are no ornaments or murals of any kind. Only well-lit endless hallways of a single shade of color.
Dull grey. Metallic.
Just like in this room with a massive pool in the middle. The water is crystal clear, contrasting the grey color of the floors, ceilings and walls. It is as if the entire room is completely encased in metal, just like an underground prison of sort.
And I am its prisoner. Perhaps, its only prisoner.
Nothing has really changed after all of these years, as I have always been a prisoner, from one master to another since the very day I was born.