From Inside the Grey House:
“Vincent? Where are you going?”
“Don’t fret Natalia. I wouldn’t leave you chained in my dungeon unless you were the only one in it. But there’s something I must retrieve.”
He turned and left the room quickly. In his absence, she realized that Dean was repeating lines from the bible in a low voice. Something about the devil, she couldn’t make it out. The other two were staring at her with pure hate. She stared back, not feeling the least bit worried. Vincent waltzed back in, the grin still on his face. He was holding a flail in his right hand, slapping the thin leather strips in his left. Her heart and breath stopped for a nanosecond then started again, faster than before.
