More maids came bringing food but he also sent them away including the ones that told him that his presence was required by the Master, only for Ray to ignore them all.
Midnight drew closer and Ray moved to the bathroom with the clothes he wore, hoping that when he began biting and tearing, the clothes would serve as some sort of protection for his bare skin.
"I'm pretty sure that when I start screaming they'll all start running," Ray thought, deciding not to hold back his screams like he did the night before.
Maybe Van would hate whatever was happening to him and send him on his way.
In the meantime, Van sat on the dining table, with a wine glass in one arm, and a small screen in the other one that showed a very clear image of everything that went on in both the master's bedroom where he had placed Ravory in and the bathroom where she currently was.