The guards offered the three prisoners the bottled water, and they drank the liquid of life with unadulterated pleasure. But when Eric asked the guards to release them, they ignored his request.
Paul stared at Eric sullenly. "Aren't these your subordinates?" he asked. "What is going on?"
Eric said nothing. There was nothing to be said. He had no idea how his servants had been turned against him.
Once the guards had finished giving them water, they left the room without having said a single word.
For Paul, the worst of it was having to be upside down, and he almost wished that they had not been given water. A part of him wished for death, and the water would just extend his life.
Eric saw that Paul had fallen into a funk, and he said, "Cheer up, bro. They will release us in two days."
Paul eyed him suspiciously. "How do you know that?"
